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<h3>27. Robert Southey to <a class="link_ref" type="a" href="../../people.html#LambThomasPhillipps" title="Thomas Phillipps Lamb">Thomas Phillipps Lamb</a>, [c. 6 October 1792]
<a href="#*">⁠*</a><a name="back*"> </a>
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<p>My dear Sir</p>
<p class="indent1"> I am at length enabled to answer you with respect to my future situation at Oxford. excuse me if I say <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#VincentWilliam" title="Dr Vincent">Dr Vincent</a> has behaved to me with his accustomed generosity &amp; liberality — virtues
which he praises so much &amp; practises so little. I am rejected at Christ Church — when I say so without feeling <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">very</em> warm allow me to possess more patience that either you or I imagined. let me not however attribute the calm state of my
mind to so good a motive I cannot help hoping one day to tell him that he has behaved to me in a manner equally ungenerous &amp;
unjust. before I wrote that letter (for which I must reproach myself as expressing contrition I did not feel &amp; apologizing for an
action which I thought needed no apology) before I was persuaded to write he had engaged his honor never to mention the circumstance.
as Queen Bess<a href="#1"> [1]</a><a name="back1"> </a> once said God forgive him but I never can.</p>
<p class="indent1"> enough of a subject upon which I may perhaps have expressed myself with too unbecoming a warmth. I have always
acknowledged myself imprudent a harsher term I cannot submit to with truth.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I heard yesterday from <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#LambThomasDavis" title="Tom">Tom</a> — he left Edinburgh last Monday
&amp; mentions that the 18<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">th</sup> of October he expects to be in Bristol on his road to King Weston. now he says he
fears that he shall neither be able to see his <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CombeEdward" title="Majesty">Majesty</a> or me. &amp; as he gives
not the least hint where a letter may meet him I have no means but by you of informing him that on that day &amp; after that day till
Xmas I shall certainly be in the College Green at Bristol. since as I can only enter at <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#BalliolOxford" title="Baliol">Baliol</a>. Oxford this term it will only detain me three days so that I shall positively be here &amp; as positively expect to
see him.</p>
<p class="indent1"> at all events I will by this days post write to York &amp; for fear of accidents only tell him I shall expect to see
him. if it misses it is but the postage lost to government &amp; the paper to me — the latter loss to one who daubs so much is nothing
— the former may be supplied by the superfluous taxes next encampment.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I am sorry to add that he will not obtain an audience of the <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CombeEdward" title="King of Men">King of
Men</a>. his Majesty being obliged to visit Oxford before that period — as that University was remarkable for its loyalty to his
royal ancestors tis to be hoped he will be equally dutiful to the University.</p>
<p class="indent1"> French affairs still very bad. is the report of Brunswicks<a href="#2"> [2]</a><a name="back2"> </a> success true? the mobocracy may thank themselves
for it &amp; richly do they deserve an event which I dare to say would not have happened had fayette been their lead[MS torn] leaving
their present hostilities out of the question do [MS torn] Prussians have been plagues to human nature for this last century [MS torn]
were sent to plague mankind &amp; their leaders to plague them. the French are tygers &amp; apes but what are those animals disciplined
till they forget obedience to every divine law &amp; every dictate of humanity in a blind submission to their military despot?</p>
<p class="indent1"> I heard it lately observed that the past character of the French differs widely from their present. the Philosopher of
Ferney<a href="#3"> [3]</a><a name="back3"> </a> afford one proof to the contrary &amp; I think history many more. the
national ferocity has more than once broke out. the horrid massacre of S<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">t</sup> Bartholomew<a href="#4"> [4]</a><a name="back4"> </a> the death of Calas<a href="#5"> [5]</a><a name="back5"> </a> the punishment of the maniac Damien<a href="#6"> [6]</a><a name="back6"> </a> &amp; the enormities they committed in America before they appeared as protectors of revolution (you see I use an
ambiguous term) are so many views of their real disposition prominent amidst all the tinsel of affectation. “they order these things
better in England”.<a href="#7"> [7]</a><a name="back7"> </a> Peg
Nicholson<a href="#8"> [8]</a><a name="back8"> </a> is only in Bedlam Tom Paine is
treated with lenity<a href="#9"> [9]</a><a name="back9"> </a> — but woe be to him who dares attack the divine right of Schoolmasters to flog or who
presumes to think that boys should neither be punished absurdly or indecently.</p>
<p class="indent1"> vires acquirit eundo<a href="#10"> [10]</a><a name="back10"> </a> says somebody of something I forget who or what. I have
undergone enough to break a dozen hearts but mine is made of tough stuff &amp; the last misfortune serves to blunt the edge of the
next. one day it will I hope be impenetrable tis well I can speak with levity. but however seriously my dear Sir I wish you to kill
your mutton &amp; eat in in peace (I wont <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">add</span> quietness for you dont wish it. my best respects to M<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup> &amp; M<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">rs</sup> L. &amp; all friends</p>
<p class="indent3">believe me your much obliged humble sevt</p>
<p class="indent11">R Southey.</p>
<p class="pnonident">your black seal much alarmed me.</p>
<p class="pnonident">
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#LambThomasDavis" title="Toms">Toms</a> letter made me easy.</p>
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<div class="noteHeading"><h3>Notes</h3></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote2"><a name="*">* </a>Address: T P Lamb Esq<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup>/ Mountsfield Lodge/ Rye/
Sussex<br xmlns="">Stamped: BRISTOL<br xmlns="">Postmark: OC/ 6/ 92<br xmlns="">Seal: Red wax [design illegible]<br xmlns="">Endorsements: Southey/ Dog
{Puppy} Dash/ Bitch — Flush<br xmlns="">MS: Duke University Library, Southey papers. ALS; 4p. (c).<br xmlns="">Previously published: John Wood Warter, <span class="titlem">Selections From the Letters of Robert Southey</span>, 4 vols (London, 1856), I, pp. 5–8 [where it is dated ‘College
Green, Bristol, 1792.’]. <a href="#back*">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="1">[1] </a>Elizabeth I (1533–1603; reigned 1558–1603; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), cited in
David Hume (1711–1776; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">History of England</span>, 4 vols (London, 1764), IV, p.
311. <a href="#back1">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="2">[2] </a>Charles William
Ferdinand, Duke of Brunswick-Lüneburg (1735–1806), commander of the Prussian forces that invaded revolutionary France in 1792.
Brunswick had captured Longwy on 23 August and Verdun on 2 September 1792. <a href="#back2">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="3">[3] </a>Voltaire, François-Marie Arouet (1694–1778), French writer and <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">philosophe</em>. He owned an estate at Ferney. <a href="#back3">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="4">[4] </a>The massacre of the Huguenot leaders in Paris on 23–24 August 1572. <a href="#back4">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="5">[5] </a>Jean Calas (1698–1762), Protestant merchant of Toulouse who was executed for murdering his son. Voltaire campaigned
to prove his innocence and the verdict was overturned in 1765. <a href="#back5">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="6">[6] </a>Robert-Francois Damiens (1715–1757) attempted to stab Louis XV (1710–1774; reigned 1715–1774) and was tortured to
death. <a href="#back6">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="7">[7] </a>Southey is adapting Laurence Sterne (1713–1768; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">A Sentimental Journey Through France and Italy</span> (London, 1768), p. [1]. <a href="#back7">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="8">[8] </a>Margaret Nicholson (1750?–1828; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>) attempted to stab
George III (1738–1820; reigned 1760–1820; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>) with an ivory-handled dessert knife on 2 August 1786. She
was declared insane and confined in the Bethlem Hospital (Bedlam) for the rest of her life. <a href="#back8">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="9">[9] </a>Thomas Paine (1737–1809; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>) was charged with
seditious libel for publishing <span class="titlem">The Rights of Man</span> (1791–1792). He was convicted <span class="titlem">in
absentia</span> in December 1792. <a href="#back9">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="10">[10] </a>The Latin translates as ‘we gather strength as we go’,
Virgil (70–19 BC), <span class="titlem">Aeneid</span>, Book 4, line 175. <a href="#back10">BACK</a></p></div>
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<h3>38. Robert Southey to <a class="link_ref" type="a" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor Charles Bedford">Grosvenor Charles Bedford</a>, 8 January 1793
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Bath.
Tuesday evening.
Jan<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">y</sup>. 8<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">th</sup>. 1793.
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<p class="pnonident">your last containing the Xmas ode reached me before I left Bristol — which spot dull as it is I much regret when compared with Bath
&amp; shall revisit tomorrow. on Saturday sevennight hence I hope to take possession of my rooms at <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#BalliolOxford" title="Baliol">Baliol</a> — once more to enter upon a course of doctorial learning &amp; fetter inclination in
the chains of pedantry &amp; precedent.</p>
<p class="indent1"> In an age when the liberty of the press has been so openly attacked (may this fellow who now grinds god save the King
on a hand organ to my inexpressible annoyance, in the next world keep company with Alexander the great Louis the great<a href="#1"> [1]</a><a name="back1"> </a> &amp; all the rest of the sovereigns of mankind — in an age when invectives are substituted for argument &amp; a
standing army is produced as a convincing reason — it is a circumstance equally uncommon &amp; flattering to argue dispassionately with
a friend upon political subjects &amp; still to keep him a friend — you ask my arguments — they indeed ought to be unresistible since
they withstand every friend I have &amp; only remain from every attack the firmer — may they find an abler supporter! your letter is at
<a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#CollegeGreenBristol" title="Bristol">Bristol</a> so I have only to trust to a head too much occupied with domestic
distress to argue methodically. it is unjust (you say) that the minority should give law to the majority — not withstanding the many
associations that cover our pissing posts to the great annoyance of Leakes patent pills &amp; Velno’s vegetable syrup<a href="#2"> [2]</a><a name="back2"> </a> I must still very much doubt that the monarchical advocates are the majority.
admitting however the fact (which is yielding a great point) I will mention two or three parallel instances. when England emancipated
from papal tyranny what was the majority? an argument adduced from religion will not be despised by you. did not a few fishermen spread
their doctrines over the world? &amp; had persecution always clouded Xtianity what would have been its success? — the genius of
Paganism was tolerant. truth obtained a hearing &amp; it asked no more. god forbid that one wish should enter in my heart to plunge
England in blood. I only ask the free exercise of reason. Truth never shuns investigation. Falshood only fears the spear of
Ithuriel.<a href="#3"> [3]</a><a name="back3"> </a> the objections to monarchy (“the monstrous faith of many made for one”) <a href="#4"> [4]</a><a name="back4"> </a> are such, that even its adherents are obliged to own a republic best in theory. experience tells us it
is possible in practice. Thebes Sparta — Athens &amp; Carthage have been. America is.</p>
<p class="indent1"> since the days of Nimrod<a href="#5"> [5]</a><a name="back5"> </a> the first usurper mankind have been engaged in the work of destruction.
war is the gain of Kings or Aristocrats — but what matters it to the shepherd the manufacter still less to the philosopher to whom a
tract of country belongs or which way the fanciful balance inclines? is it not as easy for ambassadors to prevent as to terminate a
war? or what acquisition has been obtained in recompense for the oceans of blood lavished in Germany? had England been a republic would
it have been fed with the blood of her children for the long term of contest between York &amp; Lancaster?<a href="#6"> [6]</a><a name="back6"> </a> would it have plunged in civil war against a Stuart would Hampden &amp; Falkland<a href="#7"> [7]</a><a name="back7"> </a> have bled? or
would the disturbances of 1715 &amp; 1745<a href="#8"> [8]</a><a name="back8"> </a> have ever happened? these
wars have been occasioned by the abuse of power or by disputed successions. the other<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">s</span> wars which have
leaked away our treasures &amp; lavished our blood are owing to monarchy at least the majority of them. our long wars with France
originated in the chimerical pretensions of Edward the third<a href="#9"> [9]</a><a name="back9"> </a> — &amp; to what can
all the continental slaughter of Englishmen be attributed but to Hanoverian interest?<a href="#10"> [10]</a><a name="back10"> </a> these instances are from our own annals — with the book of
history you are well acquainted &amp; if you examine the origin of almost every war you will deduce then from the same source of
iniquity. the ambition of Rome you will object as an instance of Republican ferocity but Rome was an aristocracy. a government scarcely
less hideous in its distorted features.</p>
<p class="indent1"> to such as we are who wish not to attain the enjoyments of power with the loss of virtue &amp; content it little
matters how the world wags. interest is too contemptible to affect us &amp; our motive can only be a wish for the general welfare. to
self all is tolerable — what is it to man or to humanity! look at the hundreds of aged &amp; infirm mendicants who throng your streets
— &amp; then ask your own heart if all is right — that <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Bedford">Bedford</a> will
answer with justice. the labourer toils during the years of vigor &amp; earns his scanty morsel with the sweat of his brow — yet this
man even in the vilest beer he drinks pays to support a set of pensioned courtiers who drink their wines heedless of his wants &amp;
cry out — all is right — like D<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup> Pangloss<a href="#11"> [11]</a><a name="back11"> </a> when every thing belies them. if this labourer has a wife &amp; family (&amp;
surely in a well regulated state from these circumstances advantages only could ensue) he is still more distrest — sickness comes on —
his hard earned wages go if he be in his parish how pitiful is the allotted relief! if he be not what resource remains! is not the
press gang a grievance? are not the multitude of sinecure places a grievance? is not imprisonment for debts unavoidably contracted a
grievance?</p>
<p class="indent1"> our house of Lords have the power of rejecting any tax. they consequently as much as possible shift them upon the
people. is this as it should be. the name of Lord carries nothing in it &amp; an equal education would make any Lord &amp; my shoemaker
equally philosophic. now I affirm that the first duty of [MS torn] where Liberty &amp; Equality flourish is to regard the education of
the people.</p>
<p class="indent1"> perhaps I may one day draw up my theory in a more regular plan — at present I will conclude with a few remarks upon the
present mode of proceeding. Edmund Burke<a href="#12"> [12]</a><a name="back12"> </a> begins the attack — he is answerd
by the glorious genius of Mackintosh<a href="#13"> [13]</a><a name="back13"> </a>
&amp; the bold freedom of citizen Paine<a href="#14"> [14]</a><a name="back14"> </a> — the advocate of oppression are dumb the militia is summoned.
&amp; argument is endeavoured to be suppressed by force. you must have seen the witty letter of Thomas Bull<a href="#15"> [15]</a><a name="back15"> </a> — are those reasons (my friend) sufficient to convince the
philosopher or the man? good god are we to hear again of the divine right of Kings &amp; the impiety of the unanointed republic? if
scripture must be drawn in be it our test — we have the retreat of Sennacherib &amp; the asses of Saul<a href="#16"> [16]</a><a name="back16"> </a> — are you &amp; I less wise or less virtuous than George the third<a href="#17"> [17]</a><a name="back17"> </a> because we have
not been greased by an archbishop! monarchy was established by force — superior strength or wisdom are necessary — but shall we find
either in any crowned heads? two Antonines &amp; Titus &amp; an apostate<a href="#18"> [18]</a><a name="back18"> </a> alone illumine the black catalogue of Roman emperors. in
modern Europe look at all nations &amp; all ages — you will find but one Alfred &amp; one Henry the fourth<a href="#19"> [19]</a><a name="back19"> </a> — our present soveriengs are no ways remarkable. who will
praise the consistency of the last Louis<a href="#20"> [20]</a><a name="back20"> </a> — the
humanity of Catherine<a href="#21"> [21]</a><a name="back21"> </a> or
the wisdom of —————.</p>
<p class="indent1"> Solons<a href="#22"> [22]</a><a name="back22"> </a> law that no man in any public commotion should be neuter was a wise one &amp;
would have well suited me. improvements never can be made if we are compelled to tread the paths of precedent. but these political
discussions lead one on too far I have said nothing of your Xmas ode it is not with me but I can remember nothing [MS torn] it that is
not good. let me hint you a good subject for an imitation of your <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">vates</em> Flaccus.<a href="#23"> [23]</a><a name="back23"> </a> you do not disapprove the conduct of La Fayette<a href="#24"> [24]</a><a name="back24"> </a> — apply Justum &amp; tenacem propositi virum<a href="#25"> [25]</a><a name="back25"> </a> to him.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I have some satires which I much wish to show you but I dare not trust them — you shall see them when we meet. I shall
write again from Bristol before I depart. your last I conceive to have been written before the receit of two of mine. remember <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Bedford">Bedford</a> though I condemn a defence of Suicide I look not upon it as a
deadly sin. every thing of that kind depends upon circumstances. Cato &amp; Brutus<a href="#26"> [26]</a><a name="back26"> </a> were
incapable of guilt. remember me to little <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#PhillimoreJoseph" title="Joseph">Joseph</a>
</p>
<p class="indent2">&amp; believe me yours affectionately</p>
<p class="indent4">Robert S.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I heard from the learned Pig<a href="#27"> [27]</a><a name="back27"> </a> on Thursday.</p>
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<div class="note"><p class="letnote2"><a name="*">* </a>Address: Grosvenor Charles Bedford/ Old Palace Yard/ Westminster<br xmlns="">Stamped:
BATH<br xmlns="">Postmark: AJA/ 10/ 93<br xmlns=""> Watermark: Crown and anchor with G R underneath<br xmlns="">Endorsement: 8 Jan<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">y</sup>
1793<br xmlns="">MS: Bodleian Library, MS Eng. Lett. c. 22. ALS; 4p.<br xmlns="">Unpublished. <a href="#back*">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="1">[1] </a>Alexander the Great (356–323 BC; reigned 336–323 BC), and Louis XVI (1754–1793; reigned
1774–1792). <a href="#back1">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="2">[2] </a>Presumably a patent medicine recommended by John Leake (1729–1792; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>),
man-midwife who published a <span class="titlem">Dissertation on the Properties and Efficacy of the Lisboa Diet Drink in the Venereal,
Scurvy, Gout &amp;c.</span> (1767), an alleged cure for syphilis, ‘The French Disease’. Velno’s vegetable syrup was a patent
medicine supposed to cure venereal disease. <a href="#back2">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="3">[3] </a>John Milton (1608–1674; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">Paradise
Lost</span> (1667), Book 4, lines 810–813. The spear of Ithuriel could penetrate any disguise, and revealed Satan in the guise
of a toad. <a href="#back3">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="4">[4] </a>A
misquotation of Alexander Pope (1688–1744; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">An Essay on Man: Epistle III</span>
(1732–1734), line 242. <a href="#back4">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="5">[5] </a>Old Testament king and reputed builder of the Tower of
Babel; see <span class="titlem">Genesis</span> 10: 8-14. <a href="#back5">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="6">[6] </a>The English civil war (1455–1487), known as the ‘War of the Roses’, between supporters of the rival royal houses of
York and Lancaster. <a href="#back6">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="7">[7] </a>Lucius Cary, 2nd Viscount Falkland (1609/10–1643; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), died at the first battle of Newbury,
and John Hampden (1600–1643; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), died of wounds received at the battle of Chalgrove. <a href="#back7">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="8">[8] </a>The failed Jacobite risings of 1715 and 1745, which
aimed to put James III (1688–1766; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), the Old Pretender, on the throne. <a href="#back8">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="9">[9] </a>Edward III’s (1312–1377; reigned
1327–1377; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>) claims to the throne of France had led to the Hundred Years War. <a href="#back9">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="10">[10] </a>After
1714, British sovereigns were also rulers of the kingdom of Hanover in Germany, leading to accusations that Britain became involved
in continental wars only to defend the interests of Hanover. <a href="#back10">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="11">[11] </a>A character in Voltaire’s
(1694–1778), <span class="titlem">Candide, ou l’Optimisme</span> (1759) who, despite evidence to the contrary, consistently asserts all
is well in this ‘best of all possible worlds’. <a href="#back11">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="12">[12] </a>Edmund Burke (1729/30–1797; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">Reflections on the Revolution in France</span> (1790). <a href="#back12">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="13">[13] </a>James Mackintosh (1765–1832; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">Vindiciæ Gallicæ: A Defence of the French Revolution and its English Admirers</span> (1791). <a href="#back13">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="14">[14] </a>Thomas Paine (1737–1809; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>),
<span class="titlem">The Rights of Man</span> (1791–1792). <a href="#back14">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="15">[15] </a>[William Jones, ‘of Nayland’ (1726–1800; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>)], <span class="titlem">One Penny-worth of Truth,
from Thomas Bull to his brother John</span> (1792). <a href="#back15">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="16">[16] </a>Sennacherib, King of Assyria 704–681 BC; see 2 <span class="titlem">Kings</span> 19: 35. Saul, first king of Israel
1047–1007 BC; see 1 <span class="titlem">Samuel</span> 10, the subject of Southey’s ‘Saul and His Asses’, published in the <span class="titlem">Morning Post</span>, 17 July 1798. <a href="#back16">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="17">[17] </a>George III (1738–1820; reigned 1760–1820; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>). <a href="#back17">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="18">[18] </a>Southey could be
referring to a number of Roman emperors of the Antonine dynasty, including Trajan (53–117; reigned 98–117), Hadrian (76–138; reigned
117–138), Antoninus Pius (86–161; reigned 138–161) and Marcus Aurelius (121–180; reigned 161–180); together with Titus (39–81;
reigned 79–81) and Julianus the Apostate (331/2–363; reigned 361–3). <a href="#back18">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="19">[19] </a>The English kings Alfred the Great (848/9–899; reigned 871–899; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>) and Henry IV
(1366–1413; reigned 1399–1413; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>). <a href="#back19">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="20">[20] </a>Louis XVI (1754–1793; reigned 1774–1792). <a href="#back20">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="21">[21] </a>Catherine II (1729–1796; reigned 1762–1796), Empress of Russia. <a href="#back21">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="22">[22] </a>Solon (c. 640–558 BC), Greek statesman and poet, whose reforms earned
him the title ‘Father of Athenian democracy’. <a href="#back22">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="23">[23] </a>A reference to Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus (65–8 BC)) as a prophet or soothsayer (the word ‘vates’ denoting one
of the three classes of Celtic priesthood, with the other two being druids and bards). Southey is suggesting that Grosvenor Charles
Bedford admired the Roman poet so much that he treated him as a prophet. <a href="#back23">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="24">[24] </a>Marie-Paul-Joseph-Roch-Gilbert Motier, Marquis de LaFayette (1757–1834), French general and
politician. Active on the American side in the War of Independence, but a moderate during the French Revolution, he fled to Austria
in August 1792, where he was imprisoned. <a href="#back24">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="25">[25] </a>A paraphrase of Horace (65–8 BC), <span class="titlem">Odes</span>, Book 3, no. 3, lines 1–4. The Latin translates as ‘a man just and
steadfast of purpose’. <a href="#back25">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="26">[26] </a>The Roman
republicans, Marcus Porcius Cato Uticensis (95–46 BC) and Marcus Junius Brutus (85–42 BC), who both committed suicide. <a href="#back26">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="27">[27] </a>A nickname for a friend at Westminster School
whose identity is unknown. It might be a reference to Peter Elmsley, who was both clever and plump. The ‘learned pig’ was also a
well-known fairground show; see Southey’s <span class="titlem">Letters From England: By Don Manuel Alvarez Espriella</span>, 3 vols (London,
1807), III, pp. 48–9. <a href="#back27">BACK</a></p></div>
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<h3>96. Robert Southey to <a class="link_ref" type="a" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor Charles Bedford">Grosvenor Charles Bedford</a>, 20–21 July 1794
<a href="#*">⁠*</a><a name="back*"> </a>
</h3>
<p align="right">
Sunday. July 20. 1794.
Bath.
</p>
<p class="indent1">
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> I believe nearly three weeks have elapsed since your last
letter at Oxford damped my breakfast with disappointment. to see you at all times would be a source of much pleasure, but I should have
been particularly glad to have introduced you to <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#AllenRobert" title="Allen">Allen</a> &amp; <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#ColeridgeSamuelTaylor" title="Coleridge">Coleridge</a>. they shared in my disappointment, but that part of human happiness is
not alleviated by partition. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#ColeridgeSamuelTaylor" title="Coleridge">Coleridge</a> is now walking over Wales. you
have seen a specimen of <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#AllenRobert" title="Allens">Allens</a> poetry but never any of <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#ColeridgeSamuelTaylor" title="his friends">his friends</a>. take these, they are the only ones I can show you &amp; were written
on the wainscott of the Inn at Ross, which was once the dwelling house of Kyrle.<a href="#1"> [1]</a><a name="back1"> </a>
</p>
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<div class="indent2">Richer than Misers oer their countless hoards</div>
<div class="indent2">Nobler than Kings, or king-polluted Lords.</div>
<div class="indent2">Here dwelt the Man of Ross! o Traveller hear!</div>
<div class="indent2">Departed Merit claims the glistening tear.</div>
<div class="indent2">Friend to the friendless. to the sick man Health,</div>
<div class="indent2">With generous joy he viewd his modest wealth,</div>
<div class="indent2">He heard the Widows heaven-breathd prayer of praise,</div>
<div class="indent2">He markd the shelterd orphans tearful gaze,</div>
<div class="indent2">And, oer the dowried Maidens glowing cheek</div>
<div class="indent2">Bade bridal Love suffuse its blushes meek.</div>
<div class="indent2">If ’neath this roof thy wine-cheerd moments pass,</div>
<div class="indent2">Fill to the good man’s name one grateful glass!</div>
<div class="indent2">To higher zest shall Memory wake thy soul</div>
<div class="indent2">And Virtue mingle in the sparkling bowl.</div>
<div class="indent2">But if, like me, thro Life’s distressful scene</div>
<div class="indent2">Lonely &amp; sad thy pilgrimage hath been.</div>
<div class="indent2">And if, thy breast with heart-sick anguish fraught,</div>
<div class="indent2">Thou journeyest onward tempest-tost in thought,</div>
<div class="indent2">Here cheat thy cares; in generous visions melt,</div>
<div class="indent2">And <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">dream</em> of Goodness thou hast never felt.<a href="#2"> [2]</a><a name="back2"> </a>
</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><p class="indent1"> Admire the verses <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a>, &amp; pity that mind that
wrote them from its genuine feelings. tis my intention soon to join him in Wales. then proceed to <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SewardEdmund" title="Edmund Seward">Edmund Seward</a> seriously to settle with him the best mode of settling in America. yesterday I
took my proposals for publishing Joan of Arc to the printers.<a href="#3"> [3]</a><a name="back3"> </a> should the
publication be any ways successful it will carry me over &amp; get me some few acres a spade &amp; a plough. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SoutheyTom" title="my brother Thomas">my brother Thomas</a> will gladly go with us &amp; perhaps two or three more of my most intimate
friends. in this country I must either sacrifice happiness or integrity. but when we meet I will explain my motives most fully.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I shall not reside next Michaelmas at Oxford, because the time will be better employed in correcting Joan &amp;
overlooking the press if I get fifty copies subscribed for by that time. during that time I will see you in town if convenient. to say
when is as yet impossible. </p>
<p class="pnonident">Debrett is very dilatory about our poems.<a href="#4"> [4]</a><a name="back4"> </a>
in the mean time we have almost compleated another volume which tis our intention to publish here under the names of Bion &amp;
Moschus.<a href="#5"> [5]</a><a name="back5"> </a> I have ten sonnets in this of which take two.</p>
<p class="indent5">The faded Flower<a href="#6"> [6]</a><a name="back6"> </a>
</p>
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<div class="indent2">Ungrateful he who pluckt thee from thy stalk</div>
<div class="indent3"> Poor withered flowret on his careless way,</div>
<div class="indent2">Inhald awhile thine odors on his walk</div>
<div class="indent3"> Then past along &amp; left thee to decay!</div>
<div class="indent2">Thou melancholy emblem! had I seen</div>
<div class="indent3"> Thy modest beauties dewed with evenings gem,</div>
<div class="indent3"> I had not rudely cropt thy parent stem.</div>
<div class="indent2">But left thy blossom still to grace the green</div>
<div class="indent2">And I had bent me oer thy opening flower</div>
<div class="indent3"> And markd thy leaves in many a hue arrayd,</div>
<div class="indent2">And as mine eye had loved thy blooming hour —</div>
<div class="indent3"> So had it dropt the tear to see thee fade.</div>
<div class="indent2">Ah! blind to Natures charms! whose selfish joy</div>
<div class="indent2">Tasted thy virgin sweets but tasted to destroy.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><p class="indent5">To Reflection<a href="#7"> [7]</a><a name="back7"> </a>
</p>
<div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">Hence busy torturer! wherefore should mine eye</div>
<div class="indent3"> Revert again to many a sorrow past?</div>
<div class="indent2">Hence busy torturer! to the happy fly</div>
<div class="indent3"> Those who have never seen the sun oercast</div>
<div class="indent3"> By one dark cloud: thy retrospective <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">gleam</span> {beam}</div>
<div class="indent3"> Serene &amp; soft may on their bosom gleam</div>
<div class="indent2">As the last radiance of the summer sky.</div>
<div class="indent3"> Bid them look back on pleasure ere they know</div>
<div class="indent2">To mourn its absence: bid them contemplate</div>
<div class="indent2">The quick vicissitudes of mortal fate</div>
<div class="indent3"> Ere unexpected bursts the cloud of woe.</div>
<div class="indent3"> Stream not one me thy torches baneful glow,</div>
<div class="indent2">Like the sepulchral lamps funereal gloom</div>
<div class="indent2">In darkness glimmering to disclose the tomb!<a href="#8"> [8]</a><a name="back8"> </a>
</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><p class="indent1"> I much regret leaving your letters at Oxford. in the last but one were some passages on which I wish to reason. tis my
opinion that Vice is not natural to Man, by Vice I understand the perpetration of such actions as are injurious to society. in fact it
is an atrocious blasphemy to assert the Deity has made any one creature vicious as you thereby make him the author of evil, &amp;
either Malignism or Dualism must be establishd. mind is the child of observation &amp; experience. we are certain that innate ideas
cannot exist, of course the infant is capable of any impression. that some men have more vigorous passions to combat with than others I
readily allow, but you will agree with me that the indulgence of the passions is only vicious as the organization of society renders it
so. man cannot act without motives, give him the strongest motives for virtue &amp; take away all motives for vice &amp; Man would
approach very near perfect. the many judge of man by what he is in his present degraded situation; this is very unfair, you might as
well judge of a persons complexion when he is jaundiced. do you <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> ponder well in your mind how far vice is generated by situation. I think we may one day meet in sentiment; even our
difference is a proof how far situation operates. for had we been uniformly together the same coincidence which we feel on other
subjects must have taken place in politics. when the storm bursts on England you may perhaps follow us to America. I will get thee a
house like my own simple &amp; convenient, &amp; when thou hast once seen the aspheterizing system realized, thou wilt gladly
fraternize with us. — do not my dear <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> run away with the idea
that I am mad in these schemes. surely you will not think Edmund Seward likely to be led away by fairy visions. I have many &amp;
powerful motives for quitting this country, nor will my mind ever be totally free from despondence whilst I remain in it. whether
Lovell will accompany us or not is doubtful — the leaving him will be one more cord of Affection to break, but Resolution is like
Samson &amp; no cords could detain him. —</p>
<p class="indent1"> I do not entertain so high an opinion of <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CollinsCharles" title="CC">CC</a> as I did twelve
months ago, he has modelled his mind to the Christ Church fashion, &amp; allows no merit to any thing differing from it. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CollinsCharles" title="CC">CC</a> has frequently told me he never knew a rich Republican, that they were all needy men
who wishd a change merely to better themselves. in this is much illiberality, particularly when I mentioned three of my own friends —
of whom one has sacrificed 1000 a year, <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#LovellRobert" title="Lovell">Lovell</a> 800 — &amp; the third has
uniformly refused many places under government which his friends offered to procure for him. when <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CollinsCharles" title="Collins">Collins</a> says this he must either judge from his own heart or from the Republicans whom he
knows. if he entertains such an opinion of <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#AllenRobert" title="Allen">Allen</a> &amp; me why does he not shun us
like contagion? if he himself is above such mean motives, why should he not believe that we likewise may be superior to them? if he be
not above them, let him not reduce other minds to a level with his own. — <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CollinsCharles" title="Collins">Collins</a> has more coldness of heart than any man I ever met with. his wish in company is always to shine, &amp; to attain this
he will sacrifice every thing. we carry our hearts in our hands, our merits &amp; faults are soon discovered; but these cold hearted
Temporizers wrap up all their sentiments &amp; all their actions &amp; call it wisdom! </p>
<p class="indent1"> when <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#ColeridgeSamuelTaylor" title="Coleridges">Coleridges</a> work is published you will see a Latin
Poem of <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#AllenRobert" title="Allens">Allens</a> which did not gain the praise. the subject Ludi Scenici.<a href="#9"> [9]</a><a name="back9"> </a> of the execution you will judge for my own part I will not scruple to
pronounce it very excellent. Coleridge means to translate it. he won the Greek Ode at Cambridge &amp; I have promisd to translate
it<a href="#10"> [10]</a><a name="back10"> </a> for his work, so you will have some memorial of us all. </p>
<p class="indent1">
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> I shall inscribe Joan of Arc to you, unless you are afraid
to have your name prefixed to a work that breathes some sentiments not perfectly in unison with court principles. correction will take
up some time, for the poem will go into the world handsomely. twill be my legacy to this country &amp; may perhaps preserve my memory
in it. many of my friends will blame me for so bold a step, but as many encourage me — &amp; I want to raise money enough to settle
myself across the Atlantic. if I have leisure to write there my stock of imagery will be much enlarged. I should like a good
frontispiece to Joan &amp; am minded to apply to <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#DuppaRichard" title="Duppa">Duppa</a> for one. if you call upon
him make my civic remembrances, he has long asked me for some verses &amp; I must soon write with some. — <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="your brother">your brother</a> neglect has quite tired me. I will write no more to him till I hear
from him. tell him so. when next I come to town I must get your bust. it shall ornament my dwelling in Kentucky. I will ask <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#WynnCharlesWW" title="Wynn">Wynn</a> for his likewise. twill be pleasant to recall the features of an absent
friend when seperated from him by the ocean perhaps eternally.</p>
<p class="indent1"> my proposals will be printed this evening — I remain here till tomorrow morning for the sake of carrying some to
Bristol &amp; inclosing one. methinks my name will look well in print. I expect a host of petty critics will buz about my ears but must
brush them off. you know what the poem was at <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#Brixton" title="Brixton">Brixton</a>; when well corrected I fear not its
success.</p>
<p class="indent1"> remember me to <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#StracheyGeorge" title="George Strachey">George Strachey</a> when you see him. is not his
brother on board the Queen Charlotte? <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SoutheyTom" title="my brother">my brother</a> will most probably be in that ship
&amp; I should wish them to be acquainted. you never saw <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SoutheyTom" title="Thomas Southey">Thomas Southey</a>. he had a
fortnights absence lately to get a wound in his heel cured originating from chilblains &amp; encreasd by the scurvy. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SoutheyTom" title="Tom">Tom</a> left me last Tuesday, in great hopes of soon quitting a line of life so contrary to his
inclination &amp; frame of mind for peace &amp; independance in America. 18 months spent at sea have improved his bodily strength &amp;
corrected many little failings without corrupting his mind. twas not without some apprehensions that I saw him after so long an
absence.</p>
<p class="indent1"> direct to me at Bristol I shall remain there perhaps a fortnight &amp; your letters will be forwarded should I be
absent. my thankful remembrances to <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#Bedfordfamily" title="Mr &amp; Mrs B">Mr &amp; Mrs B</a>. &amp; whoever enquires for
me. Debrett<a href="#11"> [11]</a><a name="back11"> </a> is so dilatory that <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#LovellRobert" title="Lovell">Lovell</a> thinks of going to town; if so you will see the Man of mighty mind. he thinks you a
living miracle so republican in practise, &amp; so aristocratic in principle</p>
<p class="indent1"> I have a linen coat making much like yours, tis destined for much service. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BurnettGeorge" title="Burnett">Burnett</a> ambulated to Bristol with me from Oxford. he is a worthy fellow whom I greatly
esteem. we have a wild Welchman<a href="#12"> [12]</a><a name="back12"> </a> red hot from the mountains at <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#BalliolOxford" title="Balliol">Balliol</a> who would please &amp; amuse you much. he is perfectly ignorant of the world but
with all the honest warm feelings of Nature, &amp; good head &amp; a good heart. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#LightfootNicholas" title="Lightfoot">Lightfoot</a> is AB. old <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#BalliolOxford" title="Ball. Coll">Ball. Coll</a>. has lost its best inhabitants in old Nick
&amp; <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SewardEdmund" title="Seward">Seward</a>. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#AllenRobert" title="Allen">Allen</a> too
resides only six weeks longer in the University so it would be a melancholy place for me were I to visit it again for residence. my
tutor will much wonder at seeing my name. but as <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#HoweThomas" title="Thomas Howe">Thomas Howe</a> is half a democrat he
will be pleased. what miracle could illuminate him I know not, but he surprized me much by declaiming against the war, praising America
&amp; asserting the right of every country to model its own form of government. this was followed by “M<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup> Southey
you wont learn any thing by my lectures Sir, so if you have any studies of your own you had better pursue them”. you may suppose I
thankfully accepted the offer. let me hear from you soon. you promisd me some verses.</p>
<p class="indent4">sincerely yours</p>
<p class="indent5">Robert Southey — </p>
<p align="right">
Monday July. 21
</p>
<p class="indent1"> how are the wasps this year? my dogs eats flies voraciously &amp; hunts wasps for the same purpose. if he catches
one, he will follow poor Hyder!<a href="#13"> [13]</a><a name="back13"> </a> I saved him twice
to day from swallowing them like oysters.</p>
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<div class="notes">
<div class="noteHeading"><h3>Notes</h3></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote2"><a name="*">* </a>Address: Grosvenor Charles Bedford Esq<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup>/ New Palace Yard/
Westminster<br xmlns=""> Stamped: BATH<br xmlns="">Postmark: JY/ 24/ 94<br xmlns="">Endorsements: Rec<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">d</sup> July 24<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">th</sup>
1794. Ans<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">d</sup>. July 25<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">th</sup> 1794/ &amp; sent; Govi me querelis examinas tuis [The Latin can be
roughly translated as ‘Govi (probably a nickname) you weigh me down with your complaints’.]<br xmlns="">MS: Bodleian Library, MS Eng. Lett.
c. 22. ALS; 4p.<br xmlns="">Previously published: Kenneth Curry (ed.), <span class="titlem">New Letters of Robert Southey</span>, 2 vols (London and New
York, 1965), I, pp. 60–64 [in part; verses not reproduced]; Charles Cuthbert Southey (ed.), <span class="titlem">Life and Correspondence
of Robert Southey</span>, 6 vols (London, 1849–1850), I, pp. 213–215 [in part, where it is dated 20 July 1794]. <a href="#back*">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="1">[1] </a>John Kyrle
(1637–1724; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), philanthropist and landscape designer, popularly known as the ‘Man of Ross’. <a href="#back1">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="2">[2] </a>A revised
version appeared as ‘Lines on the Man of Ross’ in Samuel Taylor Coleridge, <span class="titlem">Poems on Various Subjects</span>
(1796). <a href="#back2">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="3">[3] </a>Southey intended to issue a
subscription edition of <span class="titlem">Joan of Arc</span> with the Bath publisher Richard Cruttwell (c. 1747–1799; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>). This plan did not materialise, and the epic was eventually published by Joseph Cottle. <a href="#back3">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="4">[4] </a>Probably a reference to the collection Southey and
Robert Lovell were planning to publish under the pseudonyms ‘Orson’ and ‘Valentine’. John Debrett (d. 1822; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>) was a London publisher and bookseller, founder of <span class="titlem">Debrett’s Peerage and Baronetage</span>. <a href="#back4">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="5">[5] </a>Southey and Lovell’s <span class="titlem">Poems</span> (1795), published by Richard
Cruttwell. <a href="#back5">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="6">[6] </a>A revised version appeared in Southey and Robert Lovell’s <span class="titlem">Poems</span> (1795). <a href="#back6">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="7">[7] </a>A revised version appeared in Southey and Robert Lovell’s <span class="titlem">Poems</span> (1795). <a href="#back7">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="8">[8] </a>Hence busy ... tomb: Verse
written in double columns. <a href="#back8">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="9">[9] </a>Stage plays. Robert Allen’s poem was possibly going to be included in Coleridge’s unrealised ‘Imitations
from the Modern Latin Poets’, advertised in 1794. <a href="#back9">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="10">[10] </a>Samuel Taylor Coleridge won the Browne medal for a sapphic ode on the slave-trade during
his first year at Cambridge (1792). A ‘Literal Translation’ appeared in the notes to <span class="titlem">Joan of Arc</span> (Bristol
and London, 1796), pp. 63–64. <a href="#back10">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="11">[11] </a>John Debrett (d. 1822; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), London publisher and
bookseller, founder of <span class="titlem">Debrett’s Peerage and Baronetage</span>. <a href="#back11">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="12">[12] </a>Unidentified. <a href="#back12">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="13">[13] </a>A dog owned by the Bedford family. <a href="#back13">BACK</a></p></div>
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<h3>70. Robert Southey to <a class="link_ref" type="a" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor Charles Bedford">Grosvenor Charles Bedford</a>, 22 November–2 December 1793
<a href="#*">⁠*</a><a name="back*"> </a>
</h3>
<p align="right">
<a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#CollegeGreenBristol" title="College Green Bristol.">College Green Bristol.</a>
Friday 22<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">nd</sup>. November. 1793.
</p>
<p class="indent1"> I Robert Southey of the city of Bristol being in sound health of body &amp; (I believe) of mind — but not knowing how
long I may continue so — do hereby make my last will &amp; testament which however short &amp; trifling, I do desire may in no one
point {be} controverted.</p>
<p class="indent1"> worldly wealth I have none to dispose of. I do give &amp; bequeath all my writings of what kind soever they may be,
being now in my possession &amp; contained in my deal desk — oaken box or casette — &amp; likewise all my letters either here at
Bristol, or at Oxford &amp; all those papers which my be at Oxford or elsewhere appertaining to me — to <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor Charles Bedford">Grosvenor Charles Bedford</a> — of <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#Brixton" title="Brixton Causeway">Brixton
Causeway</a> in the county of Surry. to be disposed of by him as he may think proper. &amp; I do desire that in case of my death
the said <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor Charles Bedford">Grosvenor Charles Bedford</a> will make immediate application for
the said papers — if possible before they may have been inspected — I the said Robert Southey leaving it entirely at his option in what
manner to dispose of the said papers.</p>
<p class="indent5"> signed this 22<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">nd</sup> of November by me</p>
<p class="indent8"> Robert Southey.</p>
<p class="pnonident">in the presence of</p>
<p class="pnonident">
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#WeeksShadrach" title="Shadrach Weeks">Shadrach Weeks</a>
</p>
<p class="pnonident">
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#HillMargaret" title="Margaret Hill">Margaret Hill</a>
</p>
<br xmlns=""><p class="indent1"> There my dear Grosvenor — now when the fates shall think fit to rid the world of an useless incumbrance — you will
prevent his remains from falling into bad hands — some few of my letters of the date 91 with a particular signature you will read &amp;
destroy. with the rest do what you will — my diary I could wish <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SewardEdmund" title="Edmund Seward">Edmund Seward</a> to
see — at least from the latter end of last March — it may then either feed the flames or be sacrificed to Cloacina.<a href="#1"> [1]</a><a name="back1"> </a>
</p>
<p class="indent1"> rumour says, the plague has arrived in Bristol but rumour tells lies — the only plagues are domestic &amp; I have
plenty of those — the other I need not fear. in good health &amp; spirits have I made my will — more from the wish of preventing
impertinent curiosity than of indulging vanity. be assured of this that were I to die tomorrow in all probability my papers would soon
be destroyed after a search very disagreable to me. do you read burn or preserve what you please — only burn those letters after you
have read them — when the worms are honey-combing my carcase what signifies the fly blows upon fame? I am tired of politics — I am
tired of this place — Life however has still temptations &amp; I am not yet tired of myself — by the by I am tired of expecting your
letter —</p>
<br xmlns=""><p class="pnonident">
Tuesday 26. I have just five minutes before I sit down to dinner hanging idly upon my hands — make some
pretty apology to <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#Deaconfamily" title="Mrs Deacon">Mrs Deacon</a> &amp; tell her she shall receive a penitentiary
apology very soon. I am about a letter to Ledbury at present which I cannot accomplish well because I am too earnest. a few glasses of
wine after dinner will make the pen flow easier. be not startled — it is November — cold dark damp &amp; raw &amp; constitution seems
to ask it. an Essay on Memory is my projected Xmas employment — an agreable task — literally a task. Dido<a href="#2"> [2]</a><a name="back2"> </a> make her bulls hide
very extensive &amp; I can stretch my subject. mere poetical flourishes without any moral principle inculcated is like — a false
building in a city garden — or Burkes book<a href="#3"> [3]</a><a name="back3"> </a> — or two certain looking glasses.
they have often reflected upon me — retaliation is but fair. I am studying such a book!<a href="#4"> [4]</a><a name="back4"> </a> talk of morality in — Potiphars
wife<a href="#5"> [5]</a><a name="back5"> </a> &amp; Solomons song — !<a href="#6"> [6]</a><a name="back6"> </a> Democracy, real
true democracy is but another word for morality — they are like body &amp; soul. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Bedford">Bedford</a> you are too good for {an} <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">aristocrat</em>
</p>
<br xmlns=""><p class="pnonident">
Thurs. 28. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SewardEdmund" title="Edmund Seward">Edmund Seward</a> says the man who pursues
literary studies merely for the gratification they afford, is as little entitled to respect as the libertine or the glutton. whilst I
feel the severity of the remark I cannot deny its truth. when the sage says γνωθι σεαυτον<a href="#7"> [7]</a><a name="back7"> </a> he merited more from mankind than Homer when he finishd his Odyssey. in fact
the sum of necessary knowledge is very small — &amp; may perhaps be compressed in two words. Be just. let a man observe that precept
&amp; he will be faultless. the imperfect nature of man has been always in the number of the common place aristocratical declamations.
it has been dinned into my ears continually. now I am inclined to think man is capable of perfection. look at the New Hollander &amp;
the Englishman — observe the vast distance &amp; judge what Man may attain to by the attainments he has already reachd. I do not
believe the existence of innate ideas — as far as argument can avail on metaphysical subjects their non existence may be proved &amp;
this once granted every sentiment of the human mind is the effect of cultivation &amp; example. had your father thought differently
from his present sentiments you had been a republican. had I sought the friendship of <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#HookJames" title="Hook">Hook</a> in preference to yours I had been an abandoned libertine. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#GodwinWilliam" title="Godwin">Godwin</a>
observes that great geniuses have usually existed in a cluster, it is like flint &amp; steel.<a href="#8"> [8]</a><a name="back8"> </a> or like a number of quicksilver globules attracting each other.</p>
<p class="indent1"> now admitting the human mind to be blank of original ideas, it follows that every thing that follows is the effect of
education, &amp; of example; this hypothesis may explain the difference of Man under different governments — it may teach us that the
slaves of Xerxes<a href="#9"> [9]</a><a name="back9"> </a> were born capable of the virtues of Themistocles &amp; Aristides.<a href="#10"> [10]</a><a name="back10"> </a> I have talkd
to <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SewardEdmund" title="Seward">Seward</a> of the eternal &amp; immutable laws of Justice — he talks to me of the
eternal &amp; immutable laws of Religion. the difference exists only in terms</p>
<p align="center">——————</p>
<p class="indent3"> The First of December.</p>
<p class="indent5"> ——</p>
<div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">December hail — tho usherd in</div>
<div class="indent2">By chilling blasts &amp; driving sleet</div>
<div class="indent2">Tho dark &amp; drear &amp; dull thou com’st</div>
<div class="indent3"> I hail thy due return.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">Hail with thy mantle hoar of clouds</div>
<div class="indent2">Stern Winters herald — tho thy breath</div>
<div class="indent2">With icy chillness numbs my frame</div>
<div class="indent3"> And Nature shrinks appalld — </div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">Tho whilst the rude blast sweeps along</div>
<div class="indent2">And on its laden pinions bears</div>
<div class="indent2">The storm — no rustling leaves delay</div>
<div class="indent3"> With music hoarse its strength.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">Tho bare the forest stands undeckt</div>
<div class="indent2">By varied foliage varied flowers</div>
<div class="indent2">One russet barren mournful scene</div>
<div class="indent3"> I hail thy due return.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">For now to heap the glowing fire</div>
<div class="indent2">Delights — <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">&amp;</span> round the hearth to draw</div>
<div class="indent2">The social party &amp; beguile</div>
<div class="indent3"> With various talk the hour</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">From Mem’rys ample store to cull</div>
<div class="indent2">The legend lovd in earlier years</div>
<div class="indent2">Of giant huge or wizards wiles</div>
<div class="indent3"> And Virtues fruitful toil.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">Or oer the old Historians page</div>
<div class="indent2">Enrapt to feel th’ expanded glow</div>
<div class="indent2">Of patriot fire — when Persias host</div>
<div class="indent3"> Rushd oer the vanquishd sea</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">And firm amid the fateful straits</div>
<div class="indent2">The Spartan<a href="#11"> [11]</a><a name="back11"> </a> stood — his full fixd
eye</div>
<div class="indent2">Firm gazing on the adverse host</div>
<div class="indent3"> Without one backward glance.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">Nor undelightful now to rove</div>
<div class="indent2">The wild heath white with wintry gems</div>
<div class="indent2">Or scale the beetling cliff or pace</div>
<div class="indent3"> The forests ample rounds.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">And see the spangled branches shine</div>
<div class="indent2">And mark the many colourd moss</div>
<div class="indent2">That paints the trunk — or ivy wild</div>
<div class="indent3">
<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">That</span> Yclasp<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">s</span> the leafless oak</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">Emblem of Virtue — that supports</div>
<div class="indent2">Unmovd the trying Wintry storm</div>
<div class="indent2">And bears it leaves aloft unseard</div>
<div class="indent3"> And mocks the tempests rage.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">Nor void of beauties now the spring</div>
<div class="indent2">Whose gurgling waves from summer sun</div>
<div class="indent2">Retird have soothd the pilgrims ear</div>
<div class="indent3"> With more than musics charms</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">Tho ceasd is now the gurgling sound</div>
<div class="indent2">Nor flowers bedeck the mossy bank</div>
<div class="indent2">Still lovely seems the silvery scene</div>
<div class="indent3"> Enshrind in crystal gem.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">The green moss shines with icy glare</div>
<div class="indent2">The long grass bends its spear like <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">fogth</span> form</div>
<div class="indent2">And many an herb &amp; many a root</div>
<div class="indent3"> Reflect the feeble sun.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">Reflection too may love the scene</div>
<div class="indent2">When Nature hid in Winters grave</div>
<div class="indent2">No more expands the bursting bud</div>
<div class="indent3"> Or paints the flowrets head<a href="#12"> [12]</a><a name="back12"> </a>
</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">For Nature soon from Winters grave</div>
<div class="indent2">Shall rise renewd in Springs best charms</div>
<div class="indent2">Again expand the bursting bud</div>
<div class="indent3"> And paint the flowrets head.</div>
</div>
<p class="indent4"> —————</p>
<p class="pnonident">Henceforth let this metre be called the <span class="titlem">Southëic</span>.<a href="#13"> [13]</a><a name="back13"> </a>
</p>
<p class="pnonident">
Decem. 2.
</p>
<p class="indent1"> at last I have written to <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#Deaconfamily" title="Mrs Deacon">Mrs Deacon</a> in most execrable rhymes — I
never had better will or worse ability. my letter to Ledbury is gone &amp; I am once more totally free from any graphic employment to
intrude upon Joan &amp; Memory.</p>
<p class="indent1"> would you imagine that I draw every day? a little instruction would make me decent in that most agreable of arts — as
it is I can amuse myself — &amp; if the traveller on his road may not be pleased with the daisys on the bank — his pleasure will be
very little.</p>
<p class="indent1"> Do not imagine that I am vindicating the stile of Candide<a href="#14"> [14]</a><a name="back14"> </a> when I differ with you in judgement. no book perhaps is
more subversive of morality — but has not the poignant ridicule many advantages? were ever the pride of birth &amp; of heroism better
held up to the contempt they merit? against these vices that have so long infected society ridicule is the best weapon. had Voltaires
heart been equal to his head such a man might have reformd the world. to argue against the arrogance of hereditary honors — or the
glory of military atchievements is labor lost. their absurdity &amp; injustice are evident as noon-day light — ridicule shews them in
their strongest colours. when you laugh at the Baron of Thundertentroach &amp; Candides heroism do you {not} feel a satisfaction
superior to common merriment?</p>
<p class="indent1"> your plan of a general satire I am ready to partake when you please. Pope Swift &amp; Atterbury you know once attempted
it but malevolence intruded into the design &amp; Martinus Scriblerus<a href="#15"> [15]</a><a name="back15"> </a> bore too
strong a resemblance to D<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup> Woodward.<a href="#16"> [16]</a><a name="back16"> </a> Swifts part is more levelld at follies than at vice. establish the empire of Justice &amp;
folly &amp; vice will be annihilated together. draw out your plan &amp; send it me — if you have resolution for so arduous a task. you
know mine. I have plans lying by me enough for many years or many lives — yours however I shall be glad to engage in — whether it be
the Devil or no I know not — but my pen delights in lashing vice &amp; folly. Stemmata quid faciunt?<a href="#17"> [17]</a><a name="back17"> </a> measure the Colossus by his thumb. I think of indulging <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SewardEdmund" title="Edmund Seward">Edmund Seward</a> with a most delectable dish of democracy. an abortive letter to you will furnish some good lines &amp; I have a
whole host of ideas each with a sting in its tail as sharp as a wasps.</p>
<p class="indent1"> Memory comes on rarely. that is in embryo for as yet I have written but 115 lines. it will swell into a Volume. &amp;
as I entitle it a Rhapsody it will comprize much morality &amp; politics. </p>
<p class="indent3"> yrs sincerely</p>
<p class="pnonident">do send my great coat &amp;c.</p>
</div>
<hr size="1" noshade>
<div class="notes">
<div class="noteHeading"><h3>Notes</h3></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote2"><a name="*">* </a>Watermarks: Figure of Britannia; G R in a circle<br xmlns="">Endorsement: Ans<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">d</sup>. Dec<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup>. 18<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">th</sup>. &amp; 19<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">th</sup> 1793.<br xmlns="">MS: Bodleian Library, MS
Eng. Lett. c. 22. ALS; 4p. [This letter was possibly enclosed in that from Southey to Horace Walpole Bedford, 11 December 1793, see
Letter 71.]<br xmlns="">Previously published: Charles Cuthbert Southey (ed.), <span class="titlem">Life and Correspondence of Robert
Southey</span>, 6 vols (London, 1849–1850), I, p. 194 [in part; 1 paragraph; this is extracted from 2 December section and
misdated 22 November]. <a href="#back*">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="1">[1] </a>The Roman goddess of the sewers. <a href="#back1">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="2">[2] </a>The legend that when Dido, the first Queen of Carthage, was planning her city, she paid for as much ground as could
be covered by a bull’s hide, but then cut the hide into fine strips and enclosed a large tract of land. <a href="#back2">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="3">[3] </a>Edmund Burke (1729/30–1797; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">Reflections on the Revolution in France</span> (1790). <a href="#back3">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="4">[4] </a>William
Godwin, <span class="titlem">An Enquiry Concerning Political Justice</span>, (1793). Southey borrowed the first volume from the Bristol
Library Society between 25–28 November 1793 and the second between 9–18 December 1793. <a href="#back4">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="5">[5] </a>
<span class="titlem">Genesis</span> 39 describes her attempt to seduce Joseph. <a href="#back5">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="6">[6] </a>
<span class="titlem">The Song of Solomon</span>, a book of the Old Testament mainly devoted to secular love. <a href="#back6">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="7">[7] </a>The
Greek can be translated as ‘know thyself’. Inscribed on the temple of Apollo at Delphi, at least six ancient Greek sages were
claimed as the originators of the inscription. <a href="#back7">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="8">[8] </a>A
paraphrase of William Godwin, <span class="titlem">An Enquiry Concerning Political Justice</span>, 2 vols (London, 1793), I, p.
196. <a href="#back8">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="9">[9] </a>King of Persia (reigned 486–465 BC), he invaded Greece and was defeated at the
battles of Salamis and Platæa. <a href="#back9">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="10">[10] </a>The Athenian generals and statesmen, Themistocles (c. 528–462 BC) and Aristides (c. 530–468 BC). <a href="#back10">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="11">[11] </a>The battle of Thermopylae (480 BC). <a href="#back11">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="12">[12] </a>December hail ... flowrets head: Verse written
in double columns. <a href="#back12">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="13">[13] </a>‘For Nature soon ...
the <span class="titlem">Southëic</span>’: Written in the right hand margin. The poem is an early version of Southey’s ‘Written on the
First of December, 1793’, published in <span class="titlem">Poems</span> (1797). <a href="#back13">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="14">[14] </a>Voltaire’s
(1694–1778), <span class="titlem">Candide, ou l’Optimisme</span> (1759). <a href="#back14">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="15">[15] </a>‘Martinus Scriblerus’ was
the name of a fictional antiquarian and pedant invented by members of the Scriblerus club, including Alexander Pope (1688–1744;
<span class="titlem">DNB</span>) and Jonathan Swift (1667–1745; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>). Francis Atterbury (1663–1732; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), Bishop of Rochester, politician and Jacobite, was a close friend of Pope and Swift. <a href="#back15">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="16">[16] </a>John Woodward (1665/1668–1728; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), physician, natural historian and antiquary, satirised in the <span class="titlem">Memoirs of Martin
Scriblerus</span> (1741). <a href="#back16">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="17">[17] </a>Juvenal (fl. AD late C1 and early C2), <span class="titlem">Satire</span> 8, line 1. The Latin translates as ‘What’s the
use of pedigrees?’ <a href="#back17">BACK</a></p></div>
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<h3>74. Robert Southey to <a class="link_ref" type="a" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor Charles Bedford">Grosvenor Charles Bedford</a>, [before 18 December 1793]
<a href="#*">⁠*</a><a name="back*"> </a>
</h3>
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<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> this very shabby paper but I am in a hurry. past two o clock
— off at three for Bristol &amp; must pack up.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I have found out a friend for us. he has a letter for you. when I wrote it I was not {so} well acquainted with
his merit. you will probably see him this week. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#LovellRobert" title="Mr Lovell">Mr Lovell</a>
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Mr Bedford">Mr Bedford</a> &amp;c. you are introduced.</p>
<p class="indent1"> my dear <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> do see him. he will show you some
incomparable poems {with} which I have been delighting myself for this last two hours. &amp; now we are a triumvirate. &amp; now
for a paper! ecce iterum Gualbertus. <a href="#1"> [1]</a><a name="back1"> </a> &amp; volumes of
poems. NB. he is very moderate in democracy &amp; no politician in poetry. so you two must curb me.</p>
<p class="indent1"> do not hesitate &amp; think of propriety &amp; reserve. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#LovellRobert" title="Lovell">Lovell</a> is
going to marry <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#FrickerMary" title="a very amiable woman.">a very amiable woman.</a> you know you &amp; I have but one mind. &amp;
as I have approved of him of course you will. now you should have a good ode if I had time.</p>
<p class="indent1"> you will pardon my freedom in introducing you. or you will thank me.</p>
<p class="indent1"> show him the Witch of Endor<a href="#2"> [2]</a><a name="back2"> </a> &amp;c. you will not quarrel upon any subject. not even upon our old stumbling
block.</p>
<p class="indent1"> now God bless you. I hope to find a letter. make my respects to all <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#Bedfordfamily" title="your good family">your good family</a>.</p>
<p class="indent2">yrs most sincerely</p>
<p class="indent4">R Southey.</p>
<p class="pnonident">who would think we should find a third! now for home &amp; no dinner — but I will feed on thought &amp; the belly ache.</p>
</div>
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<div class="noteHeading"><h3>Notes</h3></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote2"><a name="*">* </a>Address: Grosvenor Charles Bedford Esq<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup>/ New Palace Yard/
Westminster/ Single<br xmlns="">Stamped: BATH<br xmlns="">Postmark: EDE/ 18/ 93<br xmlns="">Watermark: [Obscured by MS binding]<br xmlns="">Endorsement: Rec<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">d</sup>. 18<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">th</sup> Dec<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup>. 93<br xmlns="">MS: Bodleian Library, MS Eng. Lett. c.
22. ALS; 3p.<br xmlns="">Unpublished. <a href="#back*">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="1">[1] </a>A paraphrase of Juvenal (fl. AD late C1 and early C2),
<span class="titlem">Satire</span> 4, line 1. The Latin can be translated as ‘Here’s Gualbertus again’. John Gualbert (c. 995–1073)
was the founder of the Vallombrosian order. The pseudonym ‘Gualbertus’ was used by Southey for his controversial attack on flogging
as an invention of the devil in the fifth issue of <span class="titlem">The Flagellant</span> (29 March 1792). <a href="#back1">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="2">[2] </a>A poem by Grosvenor Charles Bedford, based on 1
<span class="titlem">Samuel</span> 28: 4–25. <a href="#back2">BACK</a></p></div>
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<h3>78. Robert Southey to <a class="link_ref" type="a" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="Horace Walpole Bedford">Horace Walpole Bedford</a>, 30 [–31] December 1793
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<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="Horace">Horace</a> as oft in musing mood my eye</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> Has markd the gradual hues of fading light</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">When dimly darkening oer the dusky sky</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> Slow rising mists had mantled round the sight</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">My saddening soul enwrapt in kindred gloom</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent2">Has felt the pensive power &amp; ponderd oer the tomb.</div>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Nature whose bounteous blessings bloom around</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> As good as wise proclaim the important truth</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Each springing flower that ornaments the ground</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> Each rising morn address the heart of youth</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">From every atom in her boundless reign </div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent2">May Contemplation pour the moralizing strain</div>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Nor ever beams the opening orb of day</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> Refulgent thro the shadowy viel of night</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Nor ever dimly dies his refluent ray</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> When rising vapors viel the beam of light</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">But as the sage surveys the expanse of sky</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent2">He marks the mystic sign that mortal man must die</div>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">More forceful now the annual course is past</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> The mournful lesson sure should strike my friend</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Befits to future days the ken to cast</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> Behove remember Time himself must end</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Behoves thee now my friend to well discern</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent2">How little left to live how much is left to learn.</div>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Steep is the path that leads to Science fane</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> And many a wildering maze dissects the road</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">And few the chosen mortals who attain</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> Tho sought by many be the blest abode</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">For Prejudice defends the toilsome way</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent2">And Custom chains the best &amp; gives to dull Delay</div>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Tho few the chosen mortals who attain</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> From every danger scaped the blest abode</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Yet not devoid of pleasure or of gain</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> To pluck the various flowers that gem the road</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Tho few may twine the laurel round their brow</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent2">The Fates the primrose wreath to many an imp allow.</div>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">And easier leads the path to that strawd roof</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> Where Virtue with her heavenly strain resorts</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">From Folly &amp; from Fashions reign aloof</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> The buz of cities &amp; the pride of courts</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">No wiley fiends the purposd course withstand</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent2">For Natures self my friend will thither guide thy hand.</div>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Small is the sum of needful lore — Be Just —</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> Be just ye sons of earth &amp; know not fear.</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Then calmly shall the soul forsakes its dust</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> And sink to sleep without one guilty tear</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Secure the equity of heaven to prove</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent2">Secure that Justice here assures reward above.</div>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Look <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="Horace">Horace</a> thro the ample realms of space</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> Far as can Fancy range the world survey</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">In every scene thine eye this lore may trace</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> From every object learn that man is clay.</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Mark every object that the world can give</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent2">And Nature best will teach how mortal man should {live.}</div>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Canst thou behold the busy bee untaught</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> Range oer the painted plain from flower to flower</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">And thence his thighs with sweetest balsam fraught</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> Return to guard against the wintry hour</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Canst thou one moment on the scene reflect</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent2">Nor know how black the crime of lingering long neglect</div>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Yet as the busy bee but toils in vain</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> To heap up treasure for his treacherous Lord</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Doomd for his honest labour to be slain</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> That man may seize unharmd the luscious hoard</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Remember thus how fickle Fortunes power</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent2">That one day thus may come Misfortunes baleful hour.</div>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">Yet should thy life be doomd to taste of woe</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> To man is Reason best of blessings given</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">To spurn the wayward turns of fate below</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent4"> And seek a firmer truer bliss in heaven</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent3">To know that een as dust returns to dust</div>
<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent2">So heavens etherial climes receive the good &amp; just.<a href="#1"> [1]</a><a name="back1"> </a>
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<p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="indent6"> —————</p>
<p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" class="pnonident">The Bee will make a tit bit of democracy ere long for <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SewardEdmund" title="Edmund Seward">Edmund Seward</a>.</p>
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Monday. December 30. 1793.
1/2 past ten in the morning .</p>
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<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CollinsCharles" title="C Collins">C Collins</a> told me that you had relinquished your favorite employment of letter
writing &amp; I begin to believe him. your last passed one of mine on the road. I have written since that. &amp; now have the paper
before me &amp; the pen in my hand without yet hearing from you.</p>
<p class="indent1"> five hours have elapsed since I was obliged to shut my casette but how I can hardly tell you. I have however discovered
a very dangerous peculiarity in myself which may get me into some awkward scrapes unless I check it — on a walk thro Bristol streets to
pay a long neglected morning visit I read a letter just received &amp; caught myself commenting &amp; rhapsodizing aloud! see how
communicative is my disposition — a heart full of romance &amp; a head full too, both beating away most vehemently are very dangerous
in the streets. now what there is peculiar to thought meditation or love lorn fancy in folded arms, natural philosophers must determine
— my musings were of the agreable order but my arms wanted sadly to cross each other.</p>
<p class="indent1"> there is much more Romance in this world than I imagined <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="Horace">Horace</a> &amp; Romance is but another name for goodness — that is if people will look for it — interest interest is dinned into
my ears till not only my head aches but my heart too. let the wind whistle as it will I seek the real goods of life &amp; despise
(perhaps too much) the artificial blessings. the rude traveller treads on the plant which the Botanist seeks with care — now I am a
Botanist in society. curse the tulips turn away from the sunflowers — court the violets &amp; love the roses. </p>
<p class="indent1"> so much for rhapsody. “out of the fullness of the heart the mouth speaketh.”<a href="#2"> [2]</a><a name="back2"> </a> a little food is overpowering to the starvd man as poor Cadman<a href="#3"> [3]</a><a name="back3"> </a> will tell you. why are you silent Horace? you <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">know how</em> dearly I love letters in spite of <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CollinsCharles" title="CCs">CCs</a> cold
investigation of their inutility. now tomorrow I go to Bath &amp; if you will write immediately twill be like Manna to a starved
wretchd. direct <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#WestgateBath" title="No 8 Westgate Buildings Bath">No 8 Westgate Buildings Bath</a>. never mind tho you should have written to
Bristol. “idleness is the first step of the ladder of iniquity”<a href="#4"> [4]</a><a name="back4"> </a> my good
things come so seldom that I am proud of them. remember that maxim my friend &amp; be assured that business is the only antidote
against melancholy. &amp; now I am going to dinner — then to call a council in my own mind whether I shall obey Romance or Reason.
Romance carries the day — then to the Play for once with pleasure. then to my toasted cheese — then to bed — up at five — walk to Bath
to breakfast &amp; then — sink into listless languor &amp; curse the dull course of Time. “a dram of sweete is worth a pound of
sour<a href="#5"> [5]</a><a name="back5"> </a> so said our Spenser — but my sweets come<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">s</span> by atoms &amp; my sours by tons.</p>
<p class="indent1"> 1/2 past 4. I have been reading Cowpers Homer<a href="#6"> [6]</a><a name="back6"> </a> &amp; much satisfaction has the perusal afforded me. a quotation I had occasion to make gave me an opportunity of
discovering how unlike Homer is Popes version. Achilles cuts off his hair at Patroclus tomb &amp; apostrophises Spercheus.</p>
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<div class="indent2">Σπερχει, αχχως σοι γς πατηρ ηρησατο Πηλςυ,</div>
<div class="indent2">Κεισε με νοςησαντα φιλην ες πατριδα γαιαν</div>
<div class="indent2"> Σοι τε χομην χερεειν ριξειν δ’ ιε<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">ε</span>ρην εκατομβην<a href="#7"> [7]</a><a name="back7"> </a>
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<div class="indent2">Spercheus whose waves in mazy error lost</div>
<div class="indent2">Delightful roll along my native coast</div>
<div class="indent2">To whom we fondly vowd at our return</div>
<div class="indent2">These locks to fall &amp; hecatombs to burn</div>
<div class="indent8"> Pope — <a href="#8"> [8]</a><a name="back8"> </a>
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<p class="pnonident">now one translation being enough for my purpose — I do not transcribe Cowper. can there be a more licentious paraphrase than Popes is
of this passage?</p>
<p class="indent1"> I could wish you to translate Lucan<a href="#9"> [9]</a><a name="back9"> </a> were it not rather a servile task &amp; certainly but
secondary praise. another epic poem must soon save me from listlessness — on what subject I am much divided. Brutus Cassibelan Arthur
Egbert [MS obscured] Alfred &amp; Odin<a href="#10"> [10]</a><a name="back10"> </a> are all fighting for pre eminence. in the meantime one song of Memory
is finished &amp; various smaller compositions fill up the hour the paper &amp; the casette. were you at Oxford with me we could make
the Body-lining of some use. by the by a metrical romance would be a good <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">subject</span> opportunity to wilder
it away.</p>
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Tuesday morning. my departure is delayd till after breakfast &amp; the cold interval is yours. should
your letter as I expect arrive tomorrow it will be forwarded or rather backwarded to me. my casette &amp; I are inseperable — all my
<em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">guathel</em>
<a href="#11"> [11]</a><a name="back11"> </a>goes with me &amp; Akenside<a href="#12"> [12]</a><a name="back12"> </a> &amp; Lucan are my pocket companions. you would be astonishd at the number of volumes I have
read in this manner. it is very seldom that I am without a book in my pocket. &amp; the half &amp; quarters of hours wasted so often in
waiting amount to a great deal in the year. ten to one but I read all the way to Bath &amp; should the sun shine it makes glad the
heart of man spout vociferously to the edification of all the stage coachmen. this however only happens in abstraction. Shall you join
our party at <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#BalliolOxford" title="Balliol">Balliol</a>? if not what do you do with yourself? another year should not pass
in solitude &amp; what <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CollinsCharles" title="CC">CC</a> calls originalizing. with us you are sure of society
&amp; employment &amp; I may say you will seldom find a better set tho Christ Church may furnish a genteeler. it is time you should
determine. this seclusion of yourself you have already practised too long. experience shows me its ill effects. you must mix more with
the world — study men &amp; manners &amp; forget melancholy in employment. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SewardEdmund" title="Edmund Seward">Edmund
Seward</a> will be at <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#BalliolOxford" title="Balliol">Balliol</a> till June next &amp; if you enter there our party will
be six in that college. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="your brother">your brother</a> knows how we live &amp; upon what
friendly unceremonious terms. I will venture to affirm that we live there as agreably as any young men can live at college — come &amp;
try — put on a cap &amp; gown break your spectacles &amp; come to chapel with me twice a day. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CollinsCharles" title="CC">CC</a> has invited me to <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#MaizeHill" title="Maize Hill">Maize Hill</a> but it was
impossible to accept his invitation. my life here is as bad as yours with this difference — yours is choice mine necessity. since I
quitted <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#Brixton" title="Brixton">Brixton</a> I have only walked out for the air twice. &amp; except that have not walked two
miles in the whole two months. you will call this wrong but I am chained to my casette for want of employment, &amp; like Calypso
island<a href="#13"> [13]</a><a name="back13"> </a> tis difficult to escape from it.</p>
<p class="indent1"> my hands ache with the cold &amp; breakfast is preparing. my shirts &amp;c are packing up &amp; momentary interruptions
disturb me. write immediately. why not write some odes &amp;c &amp;c? has <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="your brother">your brother</a> seen any of <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#LovellRobert" title="Lovells">Lovells</a> verses? I have two beautiful sonnets
of his in my casette for transcription the snowdrop &amp; the nightingale. shall I send them? his verses flow more naturally than mine
but I feel pleased at finding a superior. thank God I have neither envy nor ambition.</p>
<p class="indent8">yrs sincerely</p>
<p class="indent11">R Southey</p>
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<div class="noteHeading"><h3>Notes</h3></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote2"><a name="*">* </a>Address: Horace Walpole Bedford Esq<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup>/ New Palace Yard/
Westminster/ Single.<br xmlns=""> Stamped: BRISTOL<br xmlns="">Postmark: [partial] E/ 2/ 94<br xmlns="">Watermarks: G R in a circle; figure of
Britannia<br xmlns="">Endorsement: Rec<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">d</sup> Jan<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">y</sup>. 2<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">d</sup>. 1794<br xmlns=""> MS: Bodleian
Library, MS Eng. Lett. c. 22. ALS; 4p.<br xmlns="">Unpublished. <a href="#back*">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="1">[1] </a>Horace ... just:
Verse written in double columns. <a href="#back1">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="2">[2] </a>A
paraphrase of <span class="titlem">Matthew</span> 12: 34. <a href="#back2">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="3">[3] </a>Unidentified; a friend of the Bedfords. <a href="#back3">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="4">[4] </a>A commonplace. <a href="#back4">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="5">[5] </a>Edmund Spenser (c. 1552–1599; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">The Faerie
Queene</span> (1590–1596), Book 1, canto 3, line 264. <a href="#back5">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="6">[6] </a>William Cowper (1731–1800; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">The Iliad and Odyssey of Homer, Translated into English Blank Verse</span>, (1791).
Southey borrowed the first volume from the Bristol Library Society between 23–27 December 1793 and the second from 27–30 December
1793. <a href="#back6">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="7">[7] </a>The Greek can be translated as ‘O Spercheius, my father Peleus promised you in vain that when I returned here to
my dear native land I would cut my hair for you and perform a holy hecatomb’. These are Achilles’ opening words at the funeral of
Patroclus, <span class="titlem">Iliad</span>, Book 23, lines 144–146. <a href="#back7">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="8">[8] </a>Alexander Pope (1688–1744; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">The Iliad of Homer</span>, 6 vols (London, 1715–1720), VI, p. 69. <a href="#back8">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="9">[9] </a>Marcus Annaeus Lucanus (AD 39–65). Southey
is possibly referring to his epic <span class="titlem">Pharsalia</span>. <a href="#back9">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="10">[10] </a>Southey’s list of possible subjects for an epic includes
Brutus, legendary first King of Britain and great-grandson of Aeneas; Cassibelan, who led the resistance to Julius Caesar’s second
invasion of Britain 54 BC; Arthur, legendary King of Britain; Egbert (d. 839; reigned 802–839; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), the
first king of the West Saxons to be acknowledged as King of England; Alfred the Great (848/9–899; reigned 871–899; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>); and Odin, leader of the Norse gods. <a href="#back10">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="11">[11] </a>Welsh word for household goods. <a href="#back11">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="12">[12] </a>Mark Akenside (1721–1770; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), author of the <span class="titlem">Pleasures of
Imagination</span> (1744). <a href="#back12">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="13">[13] </a>In the <span class="titlem">Odyssey</span>, Calypso is a nymph who detains Ulysses and
his companions for seven years on her island, Ogygia. <a href="#back13">BACK</a></p></div>
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<h3>81. Robert Southey to <a class="link_ref" type="a" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor Charles Bedford">Grosvenor Charles Bedford</a>, 2 [–5] February 1794
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Balliol.
Feb<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">y</sup>. 2<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">d</sup> 1794 — Sunday. 1/2 past 4.
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<p class="indent1"> At last the date is prefixed. I left <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CollinsJeremiah" title="J Collins">J Collins</a> this morning
soon after nine to write to you. returned to my rooms began some verses &amp; from that hour to this have undergone a perpetual routine
of interruptions. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#LovellRobert" title="Lovell">Lovell</a> wrote to me Monday last to say that circumstances oblige
him to reside in Bristol — much to his advantage, &amp; I believe more than to his inclination. tis unlucky on account of our volume.
will you be good enough to convey or cause them to be conveyed to Bell?<a href="#1"> [1]</a><a name="back1"> </a> I would not ask this if I knew an alternative but if you
dislike the job (&amp; I think you will) say so freely. of the plan to be pursued I will say no more now. your answer will let me know
if you can convey them to Bell &amp; if that can be done, poems plan &amp; preface shall reach you immediately together.</p>
<p class="pnonident">
Monday morning — A female scout at Christ Church, only fifteen, has lately delivered herself &amp;
strangled the child. what adds to the horror of the circumstance is that her own mother is the only witness. the girl they say is
remarkably handsome. I heard this story related at dinner yesterday, &amp; you cannot imagine the effect it had upon me. the situation
of the father immediately occurred; for surely one whom the fear of shame carried to such dreadful lengths could not easily have been
seduced. nothing is more astonishing to me than that a virtue so rigidly demanded from woman should be so despised among men.
Gillies<a href="#2"> [2]</a><a name="back2"> </a> &amp; poor Gibbon<a href="#3"> [3]</a><a name="back3"> </a> have displayed their usual liberality upon this subject in a very few words. here (as almost in every
thing else) Europe must shrink from comparison with antient Greece — &amp; hence as from every thing else ten thousand forcible
arguments arise against the present state of things. “all seems yellow to the jaundiced eye.”<a href="#4"> [4]</a><a name="back4"> </a> you can
apply the line.</p>
<p class="pnonident">
Wednes.
5 o clock. morning . surely at last I have chosen a quiet hour when there is no fear of interruption from college. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> I purpose studying physic. innumerable &amp; insuperable
objections appeard to divinity — surely the profession I have chosen affords at least as many opportunities of benefitting mankind.
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#LightfootNicholas" title="Lightfoot">Lightfoot</a> says no &amp; spoke of the efficacy of prayer. suppose you
&amp; I <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#LightfootNicholas" title="Lightfoot">Lightfoot</a> resided in the same village as priest &amp; apothecary. a
labouring man with a wife &amp; family is dangerously ill. who renders him the most essential service — you in talking of heaven &amp;
closing his eyes in peace, or I in restoring him to the world &amp; giving him time to prepare for death?</p>
<p class="indent1"> in this country a liberal education precludes the man of no fortune from independance in the humbler lines of life — he
may either turn man butcher, or embrace one of three professions in all of which there is too much quackery — Law is of all others the
most unpleasant — the lawyer lives by the vices &amp; follies of his neighbours, blows up the coals of discord, &amp; when the fuel is
spent is paid for quenching it. a honest well-minded attorney might be of service to mankind, but he must be independent of his
profession in order to be honest &amp; well-minded, &amp; must consider it his duty rather to reconcile enemies than to provoke
friends. but before Law can become justice — a mighty change must be effected in order to simplify it — the voluminous lumber of
tautology must either be burnt or shut up in some sepulchre, a monument of human folly, &amp; the few eternal &amp; immutable laws of
justice, with the few that originate from society be collected in one volume that every individual may carry the law of his life in his
pocket, &amp; judge for himself.</p>
<p class="indent1"> in all this <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Bedford">Bedford</a> I see nothing very visionary, or
indeed anyway impossible. the absurd custom of paying attorneys in proportion to the number of words &amp; lines, has introduced that
tautology &amp; barbarism so disgustingly perplexing — Law as it is disgraces justice — as it should be &amp; as it may be it becomes
simple &amp; useful.</p>
<p class="indent1"> it were easy to point out innumerable objections to divinity, — but there is one sufficiently obstinate at the
threshold. the oaths of this you will form a proper estimate, &amp; tell me whether or no with my principles it were just to enter into
orders — to undertake teaching morality &amp; virtue &amp; begin my pastoral charge by perjury.</p>
<p class="indent1"> in fact there was no alternative when these ideas had weight. the army I never thought of. to physic I see no
objection. the study itself enlarges the mind &amp; the practice affords more opportunities of serving society than any other
profession. very soon shall I commence my anatomical &amp; chemical studies. when well grounded in these, I hope to study under
Cruikshanks<a href="#5"> [5]</a><a name="back5"> </a> to perfect myself in anatomy — attend the clinical lectures &amp; then commence — Doctor Southey!!!</p>
<p class="indent1"> the only circumstance any ways unpleasant is that I shall be constrained to mix <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">more</span>
with this world more than is agreable to my wishes &amp; perhaps to my natural disposition, &amp; that I must conform more to its
manners. but these imaginary inconveniences are amply balanced by the various agreable circumstances.</p>
<p class="indent1"> this resolution has relieved me from a weight that hung heavy upon my mind &amp; embittered many hours. I am inclined
to think morality &amp; active virtue will do — nor were it difficult to prove this — but the human mind is as yet incapable of the
pure speculations of philosophical justice.</p>
<p class="indent1"> now then for <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#BalliolOxford" title="Balliol">Balliol</a>. I have changed my rooms very much for the better.
do you recollect a door in the grove which opened to S<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">t</sup> Giles? near the temple of A? my rooms are nearer the new
buildings &amp; the study window looks to Cæsar.<a href="#6"> [6]</a><a name="back6"> </a> the fellows seem resolved to benefit my situation as they are planting a shrubbery in the grove — so when you visit
us at the Commemoration you will find me much more agreably situated. you must have heard of <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CollinsCharles" title="C Collins">C Collins</a> famous rooms, of which he talked so much. in his best room they have lowerd half
the cieling above a foot much to the injury of its appearance. tis astonishing what enemies he makes by that overbearing manner in
conversation &amp; front of adamant. common observers will not look deep enough to discover his virtues &amp; he takes care to display
all his faults. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#WynnCharlesWW" title="Wynn">Wynn</a> says he wishes rather to astonish than to please. in
proportion as <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#WynnCharlesWW" title="Wynns">Wynns</a> good opinion is valuable his censure is to be feared; nor
would he wish so earnestly to reclaim <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CollinsCharles" title="Collins">Collins</a> did he not regard him.</p>
<p class="indent1">
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CollinsJeremiah" title="Jer. Collins">Jer. Collins</a> is with us good humoured as usual &amp; tho laid up with a sore
heel, his wit by no means halts. punning is certainly infectious &amp; I am inclined to think that the very air of Oxford gives the
disorder for when he &amp; I (we travelled together from Bath) got within ten miles of the place puns began to drop, faster &amp;
faster till we arrived at my rooms &amp; found <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#LightfootNicholas" title="Lightfoot">Lightfoot</a>
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BurnettGeorge" title="Burnett">Burnett</a> bread cheese &amp; a bottle. but <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#BalliolOxford" title="Balliol">Balliol</a> has met with an irreparable injury — it has lost the fiddle with one string so oft responsive to the gentle touch of
harmony. in its place <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BurnettGeorge" title="Burnett">Burnett</a> has a piano forte,to which I sing discordant. the
Pot has not attained that ripe rank perfection of impurity which Summer gave it, &amp; the weather is yet too cold for <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#LightfootNicholas" title="Lightfoot">Lightfoot</a> to sit &amp; stew over its vapours.</p>
<p class="indent1">
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#LambThomasDavis" title="Tom Lamb">Tom Lamb</a> is at Christ Church. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CombeEdward" title="his Majesty">his Majesty</a> well &amp; young <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#WynnCharlesWW" title="Wynn">Wynn</a> sports Claret. next Friday however
he drinks port with me &amp; much do I wish that you could join our party. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#ElmsleyPeter" title="Elmsley">Elmsley</a>
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#WynnCharlesWW" title="Wynn">Wynn</a>
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#PeckwellRobertHenry" title="Peckwell">Peckwell</a>
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CollinsCharles" title="C Collins">C Collins</a>
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CombeEdward" title="Combe">Combe</a> &amp; <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#LambThomasDavis" title="Lamb">Lamb</a>. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CampbellHenry" title="Horse Campbell">Horse Campbell</a> sleeps every night with a stinking dog which <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#PeggeChristopher" title="Dr Pegg">Dr Pegg</a> gave him &amp; which report says he feeds at the anatomy school. the Doctors
room may be smelt at Woodstock whiffing the accumulated stinks of {the} dead bodies the Dog &amp; the Doctor himself.</p>
<p class="indent1"> of myself one piece of news — my beard was black I borrowed <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#LightfootNicholas" title="Lightfoots">Lightfoots</a> razor with which I scraped &amp; scraped without effect &amp; was at last obliged to finish with the scissors! ten
pages of Demosthenes<a href="#7"> [7]</a><a name="back7"> </a> must I read for lecture
to day, so thank me for this letter &amp; expect a better at leisure. remember me to all enquiring friends &amp; particularly to <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHenry" title="Harry">Harry</a>. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#WynnCharlesWW" title="Wynn">Wynn</a> &amp; I
conversed about him. he is the most wonderful child I ever saw, said <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#WynnCharlesWW" title="Wynn">Wynn</a>.</p>
<p class="indent1"> will <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="Horace">Horace</a> come to <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#BalliolOxford" title="Balliol">Balliol</a>? at Ch Ch they come to me to know. I wish him here much for both our sakes. tell
him I have begun a letter, which I will finish as soon as possible. now <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> write as soon as you can &amp; tell me if you can get the papers conveyed to Bell. then I write to <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#Lovellfamily" title="Lovell">Lovell</a> — &amp; then — make my appearance as Orson.<a href="#8"> [8]</a><a name="back8"> </a>
</p>
<p class="indent1"> I have made a valuable friend at Corpus. his name <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#HorsemanJohn" title="Horseman">Horseman</a>. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CollinsCharles" title="C Collins">C Collins</a> knows him.</p>
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<div class="notes">
<div class="noteHeading"><h3>Notes</h3></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote2"><a name="*">* </a>Address: Grosvenor Charles Bedford Esq<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup>/ New Palace Yard/
Westminster/ Single<br xmlns=""> Stamped: OXFORD<br xmlns="">Postmark: [partial] FE<br xmlns=""> Watermarks: G R in a circle; figure of
Britannia<br xmlns="">Endorsement: Rec<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">d</sup>. 6<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">th</sup> Feb<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">y</sup>. 1794/ Ans<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">d</sup>. 11<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">th</sup> —<br xmlns="">MS: Bodleian Library, MS Eng. Lett. c. 22. AL; 4p.<br xmlns="">Previously published: Kenneth Curry (ed.),
<span class="titlem">New Letters of Robert Southey</span>, 2 vols (London and New York, 1965), I, pp. 48–51; Charles Cuthbert
Southey (ed.), <span class="titlem">Life and Correspondence of Robert Southey</span>, 6 vols (London, 1849–1850), I, p. 204 [in part;
undated]. <a href="#back*">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="1">[1] </a>John Bell (1745–1831;
<span class="titlem">DNB</span>), a London printer and bookseller. <a href="#back1">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="2">[2] </a>John Gillies (1747–1836; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>). Southey had borrowed the
first volume of his <span class="titlem">History of Ancient Greece</span> (London, 1786) from the Bristol Library Society on 29 January
1793, and here cites I, p. 56. <a href="#back2">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="3">[3] </a>Gibbon: Edward Gibbon (1737–1794;
<span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire</span>, 12 vols (London,
1788), III, p. 239. <a href="#back3">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="4">[4] </a>A
paraphrase of Alexander Pope (1688–1744; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), ‘An Essay on Criticism’ (1711), line 559. <a href="#back4">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="5">[5] </a>William Cumberland Cruikshank (1745–1800; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>),
anatomist. <a href="#back5">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="6">[6] </a>A building in the grounds of Balliol College,
Oxford. <a href="#back6">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="7">[7] </a>The Greek orator Demosthenes (384–322 BC). <a href="#back7">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="8">[8] </a>In
medieval romance, ‘Orson’ was the brother of ‘Valentine’. A version of this legend appeared in Thomas Percy (1729–1811; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">Reliques of Ancient English Poetry</span>, 2nd edn, 3 vols (London, 1767), III, pp.
279–295. In 1794, Southey and Robert Lovell were planning to publish a joint volume of poems under these pseudonyms. The collection
never appeared. <a href="#back8">BACK</a></p></div>
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<h3>61. Robert Southey to <a class="link_ref" type="a" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="Horace Walpole Bedford">Horace Walpole Bedford</a>, 20 October 1793 [possibly started before this date]<a href="#*">⁠*</a><a name="back*"> </a>
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<div class="indent2">Deferor tempestas hospes quo me cunque rapit,<a href="#1"> [1]</a><a name="back1"> </a>
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<div class="indent2">In no other form to a rhyme could I shape it,</div>
<div class="indent2">And tho this my dear <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="Horace">Horace</a> a very queer whim will
be</div>
<div class="indent2">I must beg leave just here to insert a good simile.</div>
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<div class="indent4"> Of old tis said</div>
<div class="indent4"> Procrustes had a bed<a href="#2"> [2]</a><a name="back2"> </a>
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<div class="indent3">And a famous bed had he</div>
<div class="indent4"> Where he used to invite</div>
<div class="indent4"> To pass the night</div>
<div class="indent3">Whoever he could see. </div>
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<div class="indent3">Unlucky was the wretch</div>
<div class="indent3">Whom he resolvd to stretch</div>
<div class="indent2">For if the man were longer than the bed</div>
<div class="indent2">He left him shorter by the heels or head —</div>
<div class="indent2">And if the bed was longer</div>
<div class="indent3">Why he stretchd out</div>
<div class="indent3">The miserable lout</div>
<div class="indent2">As strong as <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHenry" title="Harrys">Harrys</a> catapulta or stronger.</div>
<div class="indent2">But Theseus<a href="#3"> [3]</a><a name="back3"> </a> at last
made him take to his bed</div>
<div class="indent3">Good Physician — rebukd him</div>
<div class="indent3">Pilld him purged him, &amp; pukd him</div>
<div class="indent2">And physickd him till he was dead.</div>
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<div class="indent2">Tis a sad thing to say &amp; yet say I must this.</div>
<div class="indent2">That I my dear <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="Horace">Horace</a> resemble Procrustes</div>
<div class="indent2">Thus distort the old verse in each prominent feature</div>
<div class="indent2">And cut it to fit the just shape of any metre —</div>
<div class="indent2">So you may apply what is true for you know me</div>
<div class="indent2">Hospes cunque rapit tempestas deferor quo me.<a href="#4"> [4]</a><a name="back4"> </a>
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<div class="indent2">This bed (a strange contrast) recalls to my mind</div>
<div class="indent2">A most mournful scene I have just left behind.</div>
<div class="indent2">Still still it will force on my unwilling view — </div>
<div class="indent2">And I must relate the sad story to you.</div>
<div class="indent2">When to <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#Brixton" title="Brixton">Brixton</a> I went — as I past thro this town</div>
<div class="indent2">And to this house like lightning ran rapidly down</div>
<div class="indent2">I was just introduced to Miss Colbourne<a href="#5"> [5]</a><a name="back5"> </a> in haste</div>
<div class="indent2">Made my congè &amp; then on my journey I past.</div>
<div class="indent2">Such my speed I scarce lookd at the young Ladys face</div>
<div class="indent2">And forgot here as soon as I quitted the place.</div>
<div class="indent2">Twas even (my friend) as the sailors rude hand</div>
<div class="indent2">Marks his mistresses name on the perishing sand</div>
<div class="indent2">He perhaps drops the tear — &amp; goes pensively on</div>
<div class="indent2">The high billow comes &amp; the traces are gone.</div>
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<div class="indent2">I forgot her for deeply engraved on my breast</div>
<div class="indent2">Other features their durable figure imprest,</div>
<div class="indent2">Till when I arrivd here last Wednesday — my mind</div>
<div class="indent2">Recurrd to the Lady I there left behind</div>
<div class="indent2">I enquird &amp; was shockd at the mournful reply —</div>
<div class="indent2">The poor girl fell down &amp; had broken her thigh</div>
<div class="indent2">To the next house bore in — the Physicians not found</div>
<div class="indent2">Cursed asses — the nature &amp; cause of the wound</div>
<div class="indent2">A full week she lay ere the fracture was known</div>
<div class="indent2">In the most dreadful part of that dangerous bone</div>
<div class="indent2">Six weeks quite unable to move has she lain</div>
<div class="indent2">And perhaps never more will she walk well again.</div>
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<div class="indent2">You may guess what I felt. better fancied than said</div>
<div class="indent2">To make short this evening I saw her in bed</div>
<div class="indent2">Angel-like I beheld her meek mild &amp; resignd</div>
<div class="indent2">And the sad scene is deeply imprest on my mind —</div>
<div class="indent2">Still lovely still blooming still chearful her face</div>
<div class="indent2">Appeard from misfortune to gather new grace</div>
<div class="indent2">She seemd like a suffering angel below —</div>
<div class="indent2">To teach how superior is Wisdom to Woe</div>
<div class="indent2">And whilst my breast was full with compassion the while</div>
<div class="indent2">She welcomd us in &amp; conversd with a smile.</div>
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<div class="indent2">I returnd my eyes ready with tears to oerflow</div>
<div class="indent2">My bosom high swoln in the fullness of woe.</div>
<div class="indent2">In these moods no joy so delightful as grief</div>
<div class="indent2">From Sorrow itself Sorrow finds its relief</div>
<div class="indent2">In silence I wishd to heave past oer the night</div>
<div class="indent2">And sit pensively down &amp; to you <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="Horace">Horace</a> write.</div>
<div class="indent2">But Fate intervened &amp; Fate must have her way —</div>
<div class="indent2">The card table is spread &amp; poor Southey must play —</div>
<div class="indent2">I soon lost the rubber — then gladly withdrew</div>
<div class="indent2">Took my pen &amp; sat down to unbosom to you.</div>
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<div class="indent2">Non ignarus disco miseris succurrere malo.<a href="#6"> [6]</a><a name="back6"> </a>
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<div class="indent2">When this I advance I do not advance a lye.</div>
<div class="indent2">To pour Pitys balm in Adversitys breast</div>
<div class="indent2">To lull the sharp viper of sorrow to rest</div>
<div class="indent2">With compassion to soften the anguish of woe</div>
<div class="indent2">Is the best boon which Heaven on man can bestow.</div>
<div class="indent2">But to see Beauty suffer nor render relief</div>
<div class="indent2">Fate has not in store a more exquisite grief.</div>
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<div class="indent2">I shall rhapsodize more if on this I go on</div>
<div class="indent2">But believe me all springs from compassion alone</div>
<div class="indent2">By Philosophy shielded my well guarded heart</div>
<div class="indent2">I trust can repel every love pointed dart —</div>
<div class="indent2">As the small pox no longer my terror can move</div>
<div class="indent2">So neither I fear the invasion of Love.</div>
<div class="indent2">Can gaze tranquil &amp; calm on each soft females charms</div>
<div class="indent2">And seek shelter from Anguish in Apathys arms.</div>
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<div class="indent2">No more of <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">this</span> hang-gallows-heltering theme</div>
<div class="indent2">Ill betake me to bed &amp; look sharp for a dream.</div>
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<div class="indent4"> God of dreams hear my prayer</div>
<div class="indent4"> To my pillow repair</div>
<div class="indent3">Indulge my petition to night</div>
<div class="indent4"> Around my wild brain</div>
<div class="indent4"> Send thy fanciful train</div>
<div class="indent3">And give me a dream I may write.</div>
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<div class="indent4"> Some chimeras prepare</div>
<div class="indent4"> Some visions of air</div>
<div class="indent3">Unshapd by Reflections dull art</div>
<div class="indent4"> In airy state spread</div>
<div class="indent4"> Let them float round my head</div>
<div class="indent3">But let them not aim at my heart.</div>
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<div class="indent4"> Be so kind &amp; so civil</div>
<div class="indent4"> To present little Snivel<a href="#7"> [7]</a><a name="back7"> </a>
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<div class="indent3">The far famous general Tuncq<a href="#8"> [8]</a><a name="back8"> </a>
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<div class="indent4"> Or with ghosts &amp; with goblins</div>
<div class="indent4"> When my wits are all hobling</div>
<div class="indent3">Put my frame in a terrible funk.</div>
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<div class="indent3">God of slumbers hear my prayer</div>
<div class="indent3">Round my sleeping head repair</div>
<div class="indent3">Oer my vacant brain diffuse,</div>
<div class="indent3">Thy lethean poppy dews</div>
<div class="indent3">Come with all thy shadowy train</div>
<div class="indent3">Revel oer thy victims brain.</div>
<div class="indent3">Tho by the haggard night mare prest</div>
<div class="indent3">Vainly heaves my panting breast —</div>
<div class="indent3">When madness rules the midnight hour</div>
<div class="indent3">Tho then presides the witches power</div>
<div class="indent3">To load my breast with vapours chill</div>
<div class="indent3">And bid the freezing blood stand still</div>
<div class="indent3">Whilst Horror triumphs oer my brain</div>
<div class="indent3">God of dreams I ask thy reign.</div>
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<div class="indent3">Lead me lead me Fancy’s child</div>
<div class="indent3">Oer woods &amp; mountains wandering wild</div>
<div class="indent3">Lead me thro the gloomy glade</div>
<div class="indent3">Pathless glen &amp; desart shade</div>
<div class="indent3">Let me in midnight forest hear</div>
<div class="indent3">The gaunt wolfs howling rend my ear</div>
<div class="indent3">And seek to shun the savage foe</div>
<div class="indent3">Whilst my limbs forget to go.</div>
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<div class="indent3">Or bid thy sprightly phantoms rare</div>
<div class="indent3">Round my sleeping head repair.</div>
<div class="indent3">Let me see in church yard gloom</div>
<div class="indent3">The ghost slow rising from the tomb</div>
<div class="indent3">Slow &amp; stern his pale hand wave</div>
<div class="indent3">And bid me follow to the grave.</div>
<div class="indent3">Or from the rude rocks mighty height</div>
<div class="indent3">Seize &amp; plunge to endless night.</div>
<div class="indent3">Or lead me, to withdraw uneath</div>
<div class="indent3">To the dull abode of Death</div>
<div class="indent3">Where rangd in mouldering order lay</div>
<div class="indent3">The monumental sons of clay.</div>
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<div class="indent3">Such visions Genius round my head</div>
<div class="indent3">In stern array I bid thee spread —</div>
<div class="indent3">I ask each horror wild &amp; wood</div>
<div class="indent3">That chills with fear the palsied blood.</div>
<div class="indent3">Strike<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">s</span> on those strings that jar my soul</div>
<div class="indent3">And every shrinking nerve controul</div>
<div class="indent3">Freeze me with terror — but forbear</div>
<div class="indent3">Those softer scenes that nurse despair</div>
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<div class="indent2">Vain vain my petition the God heard my prayer</div>
<div class="indent2">And dispersd it unnoted ungranted to air.</div>
<div class="indent2">Tis true round my head float the forms of the night</div>
<div class="indent2">Unconnected &amp; wild they but troubled my sprite.</div>
<div class="indent2">I saw you &amp; <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> &amp; <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHenry" title="Harry">Harry</a> &amp; <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#DeaconKate" title="Kate">Kate</a>
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<div class="indent2">In scenes rude &amp; senseless too strange to relate —</div>
<div class="indent2">Wakd quite sorry that Sleep would not aid my epistle</div>
<div class="indent2">Eat my breakfast &amp; hurried away here to Bristol.</div>
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<div class="indent2">Need I say that friend <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#WeeksShadrach" title="Shad">Shad</a> when at last I reachd home</div>
<div class="indent2">Was exceedingly glad Mr Robert was come —</div>
<div class="indent2">Phillis<a href="#9"> [9]</a><a name="back9"> </a> ran to the door — &amp; stood shaking her
tail</div>
<div class="indent2">And <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SoutheyEdward" title="Ned">Ned</a> ran downstairs to bid Robert all hail.</div>
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<div class="indent2">How they lookd at my bott &amp; agreed every one</div>
<div class="indent2">That I seemd very well &amp; was very much grown.</div>
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<div class="indent2">As a magpye returnd from her food seeking flight</div>
<div class="indent2">Flies in haste to observe if her eggs are all right</div>
<div class="indent2">Sends her spouse what provisions <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">he</span> near him to catch</div>
<div class="indent2">Squats down on the eggs &amp; expects them to hatch.</div>
<div class="indent2">Like this magpye this chattering vain noisy bird I —</div>
<div class="indent2">To the eggs in my great desk impatiently fly</div>
<div class="indent2">What will soon be young chickens in one place I lay</div>
<div class="indent2">And burn what are addled or fling them away.</div>
<div class="indent2">But first Sans Culottes was laid safe on the shelf</div>
<div class="indent2">By the side of that far famous leveller Myself.</div>
<div class="indent2">I lockd up my desk &amp; fled quickly down stair</div>
<div class="indent2">Then with <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#WeeksShadrach" title="Shad">Shad</a> to my theatre up I repair</div>
<div class="indent2">Saw the scenes put in order each part in its place</div>
<div class="indent2">Then sat down to dinner without saying grace</div>
<div class="indent2">Made a hearty good meal off each excellent dish</div>
<div class="indent2">Eat like a young tyger &amp; drank like a fish.</div>
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<div class="indent2">Night came — as old Custom &amp; Appetite please</div>
<div class="indent2">I devourd thirteen inches of good toasted cheese</div>
<div class="indent2">By no means proportioned my morsel of bread</div>
<div class="indent2">Then glad of repose I retird to my bed.</div>
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<div class="indent2">So Saturday past this morn I arose</div>
<div class="indent2">From fantastical visions &amp; put on my cloaths</div>
<div class="indent2">To church our good folks go directly to pray</div>
<div class="indent2">Whilst at home I &amp; <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SoutheyEdward" title="Edward">Edward</a> more wickedly stay</div>
<div class="indent2">He remaind unto me his days lesson to do</div>
<div class="indent2">And I my dear <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="Horace">Horace</a> to scribble to you.</div>
<div class="indent2">And perhaps you, this notion will Southey, confirm in</div>
<div class="indent2">I was better employd than in sleeping at sermon —</div>
<div class="indent2">At the dull heavy dogma that tediously flows</div>
<div class="indent2">Thro the filth filld foul kennel of orthodox nose.</div>
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<div class="indent2">Here I am then at home. but how long here to stay</div>
<div class="indent2">Is more than just now I can venture to say —</div>
<div class="indent2">So now to amuse &amp; inform you I’ll try</div>
<div class="indent2">To explain in what manner the dull moments fly</div>
<div class="indent2">One while I the paper my humours express on</div>
<div class="indent2">Then read &amp; then hear my friend <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SoutheyEdward" title="Edward">Edward</a> his lesson.</div>
<div class="indent2">When evening comes on &amp; the brew house is dark</div>
<div class="indent2">Hear Phillis at watch give the sentinel bark.</div>
<div class="indent2">Run away when <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#WeeksShadrach" title="Shad">Shad</a> calls like a couple of cats</div>
<div class="indent2">And hero-like slaughter the rabble of rats</div>
<div class="indent2">Watch with anxious desire when the post enters Bristol</div>
<div class="indent2">And read twenty times each delighting epistle</div>
<div class="indent2">Thus I draw read &amp; write &amp; take care to keep warm house</div>
<div class="indent2">Eat like a young lion &amp; sleep like a dormouse</div>
<div class="indent2">And hear hear ye at <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#Brixton" title="Brixton">Brixton</a> &amp; envy me then</div>
<div class="indent2">I am always in bed eer the college strikes ten.</div>
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<div class="indent2">To all <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#Bedfordfamily" title="your good family">your good family</a> make my respect</div>
<div class="indent2">And do not to write very shortly neglect.</div>
<div class="indent2">Love &amp;c &amp;c to all friends relate</div>
<div class="indent2">And be sure you remember Drawcansir<a href="#10"> [10]</a><a name="back10"> </a> to <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#DeaconKate" title="Kate">Kate</a>.</div>
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<p class="pnonident">There my dear friend — if there is not rhyme enough for you God forgive your insatiable avarice; it is now seven o clock on Sunday
night. October 20th 1793. I left <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#Brixton" title="Brixton">Brixton</a> on Tuesday morning last — peregrinated till Wednesday
night — played a rubber on Thursday — read Sir Launcelot Greaves<a href="#11"> [11]</a><a name="back11"> </a> — playd again on Friday —
reachd Bristol on Saturday — &amp; during this interval have I written to your brother &amp; all this rhyme to your Doctorial dignity —
in the mean time neither you nor <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> have laid pen to paper.
this letter has no curious incident to fill it such as Snivels cough or the wasps nest — had I been here during the riots you should
have had a very tragical account &amp; perhaps would have been favoured at the assizes with the last dying speech &amp; confession
birth parentage &amp; education of the notorious RS who was hung for being engaged in the riots.<a href="#12"> [12]</a><a name="back12"> </a> but my hour not being yet arrived I was peacefully employd at <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#Brixton" title="Brixton">Brixton</a> &amp; scaped hanging for the present. peace is at last restored — we are still however
well watchd by the military — the horse parade in martial array &amp; we have all the appearance of war. Bristol has indeed experienced
some of the miseries of war — when the soldiers fird — so ill were their pieces directed — that only two who fell were rioters — the
remainder were spectators &amp; one a woman. our walls are white with denunciations of vengeance — no murders no blood hounds — Damn Ld
Bateman<a href="#13"> [13]</a><a name="back13"> </a> — &amp; — Daunbeny<a href="#14"> [14]</a><a name="back14"> </a> dies — are written
upon every watch box &amp; corner . it is melancholy to reflect that all these lives are lost thro the imprudence of the commissioners
in taking off the toll &amp; then imposing it again. the people have however carried their point — but should they attempt to punish
the rioters in gaol I think consequences still more serious will ensue. so much of the riots. my journey was little productive of
incident — I am not made for solitude &amp; the road which in company would have appeard short — soon fatigued me. my pilgrimage to
Dunnington was pleasant. I walkd twenty miles only breaking my fast with one small biscuit &amp; some blackberries &amp; without
resting — then threw myself on the bank &amp; contemplated the walls where Chaucer<a href="#15"> [15]</a><a name="back15"> </a> wore out the
evening of his days — I lookd for his oak but it existed not — the traces of foundations are still visible — the whole fabric indeed
sufferd more from the the civil war than from Time. you may easily imagine with what vehemence I devourd my dinner at Newbury. by the
by mine was like to be a painful pilgrimage for I felt something not unlike a pea in my shoe — upon examination one of the wooden pegs
was perforating the small part of my foot — the Sans Culottes removed the obstruction.</p>
<p class="indent1"> my eyes smart much but I am unwilling to leave off so very near the end — you will write soon I hope &amp; send the
plan of the 8th book — I wait for my baggage to begin — in the mean time I have plenty of employment. the history of the theatre — <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#WeeksShadrach" title="Shad">Shad</a> &amp; Southey managers you do not yet know — perhaps my next may give you the
account — Peroonte Sir Bertrand<a href="#16"> [16]</a><a name="back16"> </a> &amp;c
&amp;c. we shall kill a few rats by that time &amp; perhaps other incidents may occur to make a good letter — this must however be
deserved by you. the prospect of my toasted cheese at nine keeps my eyes open. tell <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="your brother">your brother</a> he must write soon &amp; make my respects to all <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#Bedfordfamily" title="your good family">your good family</a>
</p>
<p class="indent2">yrs sincerely.</p>
<p class="indent3">RS.</p>
</div>
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<div class="notes">
<div class="noteHeading"><h3>Notes</h3></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote2"><a name="*">* </a>Address: Horace Walpole
Bedford Esqr/ New Palace Yard/ Westminster/ Single.<br xmlns="">Stamped: BRISTOL<br xmlns="">Postmark: AOC/ 22/ 93<br xmlns="">Seal: Red wax; design
illegible<br xmlns="">Endorsement: Recd. Oct. 22. 1793<br xmlns="">MS: Houghton Library, bMS Eng 265.1 (14). ALS; 4p.<br xmlns="">Unpublished. <a href="#back*">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="1">[1] </a>An adaptation of Horace (65–8
BC), <span class="titlem">Epistles</span>, Book 1, no. 1, line 15. The Latin translates as ‘I find hospitality wherever the weather
takes me’. <a href="#back1">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="2">[2] </a>In Greek mythology, Procrustes was a robber who placed
his victims on an iron bed, stretching or cutting them down until they fitted it. <a href="#back2">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="3">[3] </a>In Greek mythology, a hero who killed Procrustes. <a href="#back3">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="4">[4] </a>An adaptation of Horace, <span class="titlem">Epistles</span>, Book 1, no. 1, line 15. The Latin translates as ‘I find hospitality wherever the weather takes
me’. <a href="#back4">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="5">[5] </a>Unidentified. <a href="#back5">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="6">[6] </a>An adaptation of Virgil (70–19 BC),
<span class="titlem">Aeneid</span>, Book 1, line 630. The Latin translates as ‘not unacquainted with evil myself, I have learned
how to help the wretched’. <a href="#back6">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="7">[7] </a>The Bedford family’s dog. <a href="#back7">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="8">[8] </a>The leader of the victorious French republican
forces at the battle of Luçon, 14 August 1793. <a href="#back8">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="9">[9] </a>Southey’s spaniel. <a href="#back9">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="10">[10] </a>A character in George Villiers, 2nd Duke
of Buckingham (1628–1687; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">The Rehearsal</span> (1672) and also a pseudonym
adopted by Henry Fielding (1707–1754; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>). <a href="#back10">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="11">[11] </a>Tobias Smollett (1721–1771;
<span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">The Adventures of Sir Lancelot Greaves</span> (1762). <a href="#back11">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="12">[12] </a>The Bristol Bridge Riot of September 1793. <a href="#back12">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="13">[13] </a>John Bateman, 2nd Viscount Bateman (d. 1802), politician. He was commander of the
Hertfordshire Militia, which was based in Bristol at the time of the Bridge Riot. His troops fired on the crowd, resulting in the
deaths of 11 civilians. <a href="#back13">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="14">[14] </a>George Daubeny (dates unknown), a Bristol
Alderman who, in September 1793, read the Riot Act to the assembled crowd during the Bristol Bridge Riot. <a href="#back14">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="15">[15] </a>Geoffrey
Chaucer (<em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">c</em>. 1340–1400; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), poet and administrator. Dunnington Castle, near Newbury,
was reputed to have once belonged to the Chaucer family. An oak in the park was known as ‘Chaucer’s Oak’. <a href="#back15">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="16">[16] </a>‘On the Pleasure Derived From Objects of Terror; with Sir
Bertrand, a Fragment’ in John Aikin (1747–1822; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>) and Anna Letitia Aikin (1743–1825; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">Miscellaneous Pieces in Prose and Verse</span> (London, 1773), pp. 117–137. <a href="#back16">BACK</a></p></div>
</div>
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<h3>60. Robert Southey to <a class="link_ref" type="a" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor Charles Bedford">Grosvenor Charles Bedford</a>, 14 [–18] October 1793
<a href="#*">⁠*</a><a name="back*"> </a>
</h3>
<p align="right">
<a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#Brixton" title="Brixton Causeway">Brixton Causeway</a>.
Oct. 14. Monday morning 1793. day before my departure</p>
<p>My dear Grosvenor.</p>
<p class="indent1"> as I do not know when I may again find so excellent an opportunity of beginning — I seize old Time by the forelock
&amp; there will I hold him till I want him. so no more at present from your sincere friend. where my letter is destined to be finished
I know not but the continuation comes from Reading where I am writing in a small room with a good fire &amp; two London Riders
dissertating upon robberies &amp; the most likely places for such adventures. as one of them is at the same table I cannot versify as I
intended &amp; had begun so plain prose must tell how I got this far. the <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="Doctor">Doctor</a> left me at Brentford I proceeded on sad &amp; solitary to Hounslow &amp; there gave one shilling for Sir Launcelot
Greaves<a href="#1"> [1]</a><a name="back1"> </a> to amuse me on the road. at Cranford Bridge — thirteen miles from Hyde
Park corner I took a dinner. but I found the day growing late &amp; myself unwilling to be fatigued against tomorrow so I first mounted
the Maidenhead Stage &amp; then the Reading. as evening approachd got in the last &amp; here I am at a most execrable Inn in not the
most agreable of humours.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I know nothing so unpleasant as leaving the friends we love &amp; — yet such is the state of society that life is
hardly any thing than continual parting. you are an exception — but observe the general tenour of life — school &amp; college occupy
what ought to be {the} happiest ages — then comes business &amp; perhaps the opportunity of happiness when the relish is gone.
Universities might certainly be made useful institutions but at present they are pernicious to individuals &amp; to the nation at
large. the morality of Oxford you know how to estimate but with respect to the polishing which I know I want but fear I shall never
attain — is it to be found there? steel receives its last polish from a womans hand I believe — &amp; my rugged ore requires the same
management — this I shall never meet with. three years must be spent in studies which lead to nothing — &amp; the remainder of my life
in forming theories of happiness which I never can practise<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">s</span>. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SewardEdmund" title="Edmund Seward">Edmund Seward</a> says very truly that {a} man who indulges himself in literature merely
for self amusement deserves no more respect from the public than the glutton or the voluptuary. this is very true but selfishness is
deeply implanted in the human heart so deeply that even the strong hand of Philosophy cannot root it up. you &amp; I may indulge
ourselves in theories of reforming the taste &amp; morals of a corrupt age &amp; perhaps our theories are not wholly visionary — but is
our disinterestedness such as might prompt us to this against our inclination?</p>
<div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">Removd my dear <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> from each friend away</div>
<div class="indent3"> In mood most unpleasing I write</div>
<div class="indent2">Reflection assumes her relentless stern sway</div>
<div class="indent3"> And my bosom is dark as the night.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">When I see the dull shadows arising around</div>
<div class="indent3"> And the mists mantling over the plain</div>
<div class="indent2">When I hear the keen night blasts so dismal resound</div>
<div class="indent3"> My breast seems to seek to complain.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">As I traversd along busy Fancy’s keen eye</div>
<div class="indent3"> Cast to <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#Brixton" title="Brixton">Brixton</a> the glance of adieu</div>
<div class="indent2">And I heavd as I wanderd the sorrowful sigh</div>
<div class="indent3"> And I wisht myself present with you.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">As the clock pronounced four still at <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#Brixton" title="Brixton">Brixton</a> my eye</div>
<div class="indent3"> Saw you look at the unemployd chair</div>
<div class="indent2">And I sighd as I fancied that you heavd the sigh</div>
<div class="indent3"> When you saw that RS was not there.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">As the morning arose &amp; the red orb of day</div>
<div class="indent3"> In full splendour illumind around</div>
<div class="indent2">I felt my breast warmd by the all chearing ray</div>
<div class="indent3"> And my bosom with gratitude bound</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">More chearful &amp; sprightly I travelld along</div>
<div class="indent3"> And inhald the fresh breeze with delight</div>
<div class="indent2">And beguild the long way with that excellent song<a href="#2"> [2]</a><a name="back2"> </a>
</div>
<div class="indent3"> Of Sir Solomon puffing the light.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">So charming I sung &amp; so clear the notes flow</div>
<div class="indent3"> That each envious bird fled away</div>
<div class="indent2">I scared every magpye &amp; frightned each crow</div>
<div class="indent3"> And the ravens fled out of my way</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">Then Death &amp; the Lady<a href="#3"> [3]</a><a name="back3"> </a> a ditty so sad</div>
<div class="indent3"> I sung loud &amp; charming &amp; shrill</div>
<div class="indent2">And then warbled wildly young Harrys the lad</div>
<div class="indent3"> And moreover the maid of the mill<a href="#4"> [4]</a><a name="back4"> </a>
</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">But at last Orpheus<a href="#5"> [5]</a><a name="back5"> </a> like in poetical rage</div>
<div class="indent3"> I was forced to be silent for fear</div>
<div class="indent2">For the horses enchanted that drew the Bath stage</div>
<div class="indent3"> Had overthrown it indeed very near</div>
<div class="indent2">Then pitying the coachman no longer I sung</div>
<div class="indent2">But trudgd merrily on &amp; held still my sweet tongue.<a href="#6"> [6]</a><a name="back6"> </a>
</div>
</div>
<p class="indent1"> I soon found the two Riders were Democrats when they began upon politics, so up went your letter &amp; I joined in the
discourse. eat a boild rabbit with the one who remaind &amp; got to bed. next morning sketched the gate house of the abbey (which you
shall have as soon as I reach Bristol) put a biscuit in my pocket &amp; trudged on. after eighteen miles walking without rest or other
food than my biscuit I reachd Dunnington Castle — more fatiguing pilgrimages have certainly been performd by greater fools but none
with more devotion. I had the idea of Chaucer<a href="#7"> [7]</a><a name="back7"> </a> &amp; you were in great danger of a rhapsody. had the merry old Bard resided there now I should
certainly have claimed acquaintance &amp; drank some of his old October — but the castle is desolate &amp; I must proceed to Newbury to
dinner. I just reachd it as the last coach past thro. mounted the box — made a good dinner &amp; reachd Bath a little before ten last
night, Wednesday.</p>
<p class="indent1"> on Saturday morning I purpose proceeding to Bristol. Oxford I do not visit. you will direct to me as usual &amp; the
sooner you write the better. I have some good odes in embryo to fill up this letter — in the interim you shall have the remarks that
occurrd upon reading Sir Launcelot Greaves on the road. broad coarse humour seems to be the chief excellence of Smollet incidents
almost too gross to please &amp; too strange to be probable happen at every inn his heroes stop at &amp; we are sure to find the
sailors dialect &amp; the clowns broad Scotch or broad Yorkshire in the place of humour. when he gets upon those subjects which perhaps
none but Rousseau knew how to treat he rhapsodizes about charms angels &amp; Hymens &amp; thinks passion &amp; nonsense mean the same.
some strange discovery of birth comes in at the end &amp; all the dramatis personæ are tacked together at the altar. yet with all these
faults you are not soon tired of Smollets novels. they insensibly lead you on &amp; if they do not come near the heart certainly play
round the head. Humphrey Clinker<a href="#8"> [8]</a><a name="back8"> </a> strikes me as his best — the characters are less outrè &amp; of course more natural. perhaps the
epistolary form of it kept him in some bounds.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I copied these four lines from the hospital at Reading</p>
<div class="lg">
<div class="indent3">{Aye whose hours exempt from sorrow flow</div>
<div class="indent3">{Behold the seat of Pain of Want &amp; Woe</div>
<div class="indent3">{Think whilst your hands the intreated alms extend</div>
<div class="indent3">{That what to us ye give to God ye lend.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><p class="indent4"> To the ME at <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#Brixton" title="Brixton">Brixton</a>
</p>
<p class="indent5"> ———</p>
<div class="lg">
<div class="indent3">O thou Myself who now</div>
<div class="indent4"> At <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#Brixton" title="Brixton">Brixton</a> rear’st aloft my pretty head</div>
<div class="indent3">Perchance sad emblem what once may be</div>
<div class="indent4"> When I am dead</div>
<div class="indent3">O thou the other Me</div>
<div class="indent4"> Thou with white face &amp; Paris plaister brains</div>
<div class="indent3">Attend to this ME’s salutary strains.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent3">Whilome or else Tradition is a liar</div>
<div class="indent4"> That celebrated friar</div>
<div class="indent3">So far renownd by name Friar Bacon<a href="#9"> [9]</a><a name="back9"> </a>
</div>
<div class="indent4"> All heads to surpass</div>
<div class="indent4"> Of burnishd brass</div>
<div class="indent3">With necromancing art resolvd to make one.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent3">So wisely judging that a brazen face</div>
<div class="indent3">Is of much use amongst this mortal race</div>
<div class="indent3">And passes for good sense with many an ass</div>
<div class="indent3">He actually made this head of brass</div>
<div class="indent4"> Which could hold conversation</div>
<div class="indent4"> And give information</div>
<div class="indent3">Talk Latin &amp; Hebrew &amp; English &amp; Greek</div>
<div class="indent3">Solve a problem in Euclid<a href="#10"> [10]</a><a name="back10"> </a>
</div>
<div class="indent3">Better (<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Bedford">Bedford</a>) than ever you did</div>
<div class="indent3">And teach dumb people to speak.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent3">But oh thou bodiless ME I do not ask</div>
<div class="indent3">The fates to undertake so hard a task</div>
<div class="indent4"> Thro the dark night</div>
<div class="indent4"> I would not have thee speak</div>
<div class="indent4"> To <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="Horace">Horace</a> in Persic or <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> in Greek</div>
<div class="indent3">For that would make them tremble with affright.</div>
<div class="indent3">So much so that before they could recover</div>
<div class="indent3">And answer as they ought, the sheets might suffer.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent3">No gentle ME — I ask for no such thing</div>
<div class="indent4"> But if it please</div>
<div class="indent4"> The fates to hear such meek requests as these</div>
<div class="indent3">(And my soft tongue</div>
<div class="indent3">To please the sisters stern</div>
<div class="indent4"> Should many a ditty turn</div>
<div class="indent3">More sweet than ever Orpheus sung)</div>
<div class="indent2">I would desire that thou mightst learn to sing</div>
<div class="indent3">As well as well can be</div>
<div class="indent3">Just like this Me.</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent4"> And head of Me</div>
<div class="indent4"> If it be agreable to thee</div>
<div class="indent3">To move the soul to laughter —</div>
<div class="indent4"> I would have thee able</div>
<div class="indent4"> To sing little Label<a href="#11"> [11]</a><a name="back11"> </a>
</div>
<div class="indent3">And the farthing rushlight<a href="#12"> [12]</a><a name="back12"> </a>
after</div>
</div>
<br xmlns=""><div class="lg">
<div class="indent3">And if thy — (soul I was just going to say</div>
<div class="indent3">Tho I don’t know where thy soul could stay)</div>
<div class="indent3">And if thy brains would move</div>
<div class="indent3">The softening soul to love</div>
<div class="indent2">Then I would have thee sing like me that song</div>
<div class="indent2">Whither my Love ah whither art thou gone.<a href="#13"> [13]</a><a name="back13"> </a>
</div>
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<div class="indent3">And at the dismal hour of night</div>
<div class="indent4"> If thou wouldst then require</div>
<div class="indent3">To wake the soul to wild affright —</div>
<div class="indent4"> Do just as I desire.</div>
<div class="indent2">Sing how uncivil Death approachd the Lady<a href="#14"> [14]</a><a name="back14"> </a>
</div>
<div class="indent4"> And how that Uncle good</div>
<div class="indent3">Left the poor children in the wood</div>
<div class="indent2">And Robin Redbreast buried each poor baby.<a href="#15"> [15]</a><a name="back15"> </a>
</div>
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<div class="indent2">But Head of me — with all thy tricks</div>
<div class="indent2">For thy own sake never talk politics</div>
<div class="indent3">For in these times of war</div>
<div class="indent3">(Thought horribell)</div>
<div class="indent3">Who can tell</div>
<div class="indent2">But you may be stuck upon Temple Bar?<a href="#16"> [16]</a><a name="back16"> </a>
</div>
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<div class="indent2">There shalt thou melt whilst dogs each drop lick</div>
<div class="indent2">For all the world like a bundle of rags upon a mop stick</div>
<div class="indent3">And if the fates decree</div>
<div class="indent3">This end for me</div>
<div class="indent2">As I have now got time</div>
<div class="indent3">My epitaph Ill pen</div>
<div class="indent3">To serve me then —</div>
<div class="indent2">And thus I build the lofty rhyme.</div>
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<div class="indent3">Here washd by rains</div>
<div class="indent3">Are those strange brains</div>
<div class="indent2">Which filld a stranger head —</div>
<div class="indent3">In death now still</div>
<div class="indent3">And damp &amp; chill</div>
<div class="indent2">Each limb unnervd lies dead</div>
</div>
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<div class="indent3">His legs so long</div>
<div class="indent3">Shall stalk along</div>
<div class="indent2">So many a mile no more</div>
<div class="indent3">His tongue lie still</div>
<div class="indent3">That went like a mill</div>
<div class="indent2">And always ran Reason before.</div>
</div>
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<div class="indent3">Here must he stay</div>
<div class="indent3">One lump of clay</div>
<div class="indent2">The loathly flesh worms meal</div>
<div class="indent3">And now at rest</div>
<div class="indent3">His cold cold breast</div>
<div class="indent2">Nor joy nor woe shall feel. <a href="#17"> [17]</a><a name="back17"> </a>
</div>
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<div class="indent2">Yes <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Bedford">Bedford</a> thus one day this body shall rot</div>
<div class="indent2">Cold lifeless &amp; putrid — forgetting — forgot.</div>
<div class="indent2">Yet perhaps even then when I moulder away</div>
<div class="indent2">Corruption poor fast to original clay</div>
<div class="indent2">When each lifeless feature is crumbled to dust</div>
<div class="indent2">Fame may see what I was from this odefied bust<a href="#18"> [18]</a><a name="back18"> </a>
</div>
</div>
<p class="indent5"> ———</p>
<p class="pnonident">
Friday morning.</p>
<p class="indent1"> the transition from your letter to the card table was not the most agreable last night — particularly as I was in the
writing mood — I met with a fellow of Corpus now doing penance in all the horrors of disease for his faults &amp; follies —
Goldesbrough<a href="#19"> [19]</a><a name="back19"> </a> he tells me has got the demiship at Maudlin. what a miserable state is that man
in, who has only his fellowship to depend upon. if he marries he loses it &amp; how he can be happy without marriage appears to me a
paradox. this is a piece of the scarlet whores petticoat — a lump of the old leaven a remnant of idolatry. it might have been
reasonably imagined that when the enormities of nunneries &amp; monasteries (most <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">monstrous</em> institutions) were
exposed — that our sage reformers would have provided against their renewal. they ought to have known that the same causes will produce
the same effects &amp; when they tolerated matrimony in the clergy they should not have insisted upon celibacy in the universities. In
the history of these hot beds of vice I am not well read — but it is probable that when the work of reformation was performd by Rapine
— some timeservers who secretly favoured the old Religion presided in the universities &amp; retained thus much of the Babylonian
patchwork. the consequences are visible. our fellows are either the most dissolute libertines or good well meaning scholars like <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#HoweThomas" title="Tom Howe">Tom Howe</a> sauntering about their respective quadrangles with long faces &amp; keeping
them free from the impurities of impudent dogs. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BarnesFrederick" title="Ginger">Ginger</a> forms a genus of his
own &amp; a queer genus it is — distinguishd by the generic marks of everlasting thirst &amp; invincible stupidity to which
accomplishment he specifically adds — two eyes like a boild rabbits &amp; the harmonious nasal twang that instead of filling the heart
with devotion plays upon the risible muscles of his auditors. for many years these unfortunate animals have been the butt of ridicule
whilst the satirist forgets that instead of lashing the victims of the institution he ought to expose the institution itself. Vicesimus
Knox<a href="#20"> [20]</a><a name="back20"> </a> has touchd pretty
freely upon these subjects — but much remains to be done. there is an immense Augean stable that wants cleansing — &amp; the filth that
now breeds corruption if properly distributed could become excellent manure &amp; fertlize the whole country. a consummation devoutly
to be wishd for<a href="#21"> [21]</a><a name="back21"> </a> — more to be wishd than expected.</p>
<p class="indent1"> To me the radical defect of the universities appears this — the association of men with only men. the total absence of
that sex from whom only we can receive the last polish. the intercourse in this country is much too distant &amp; of course Man becomes
more brutal when the tablecloth is removed the women retire with the dishes they have dressed &amp; of M<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup>
Wilkes<a href="#22"> [22]</a><a name="back22"> </a> two subjects of conversation the one (bad as it is) is above the drinking party.
the women of the present day are not in general possessd of those qualifications which we might desire — but I am inclined to think
with our correspondent Cassandra<a href="#23"> [23]</a><a name="back23"> </a> that most of these faults originate in our sex. when they see that unaffected simplicity has no charms in the eyes
of fashionable folly they give into fashions which Reason would have condemned &amp; Nature scornd. I might alledge the distance
between the sexes as an argument against your assertion that man <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">were</span> {is} in a state of Nature
were I so disposed — should we in that best state be pleasd with Hail Politeness Power divine — the curst little rushlight or the horid
squalling of a thing imported from Italy? but I am running from my subject into a rage against opera singers — beings to be pitied most
certainly — but 999 degrees below the Men Milliners &amp; that is below nothing.</p>
<p class="indent1"> The human mind is formed as capable of excellence now, as it was in those days when Themistocles<a href="#24"> [24]</a><a name="back24"> </a> fought Aristides<a href="#25"> [25]</a><a name="back25"> </a> lived &amp;
Æschylus<a href="#26"> [26]</a><a name="back26"> </a> sung. nor are the faculties of Woman impaired or anyways
alterd from what they were in Portia<a href="#27"> [27]</a><a name="back27"> </a> Arria<a href="#28"> [28]</a><a name="back28"> </a> &amp; the mother of the Gracchi<a href="#29"> [29]</a><a name="back29"> </a> and yet we seldom see one of these glorious characters arise. there must be a defect somewhere &amp; with respect to
one cause — that of education we shall agree. I would not wish my Wife to excel in dancing finger the harpsichord &amp; paint flowers
incomparably whilst her knowledge of books was confined to novels &amp; of cookery — to knowing where to place the dishes. she should
not be a kitchen wench or a pedant — but I am convinced it would be equally agreable to both were she a companion in my studies &amp;
knew how to make a good pudding. as I would not wed a Sycorax<a href="#30"> [30]</a><a name="back30"> </a> so neither would I ask a Venus.<a href="#31"> [31]</a><a name="back31"> </a> good humour &amp; good sense would always be handsome. surely my wishes
are not unreasonable — but they will probably never be gratified. thanks to myself I possess the two best requisites for an old
batchelor — I can smoke tobacco &amp; play backgammon — in addition to this I will talk politics with the exciseman of my parish &amp;
like a true patriot always be shaved at the Barbers. an old Mrs Piozzi<a href="#32"> [32]</a><a name="back32"> </a> shall dress my turnips after I have raisd them — I will make my own cyder — &amp;
have a flitch of bacon on the rack with my walking sticks, &amp; a good stock of toasting cheese. this is not a very enviable prospect
but building Castles in the air for Reason to destroy is an employment I am sick of.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I have denominated my stick the Sans Culotte to which name it has the most undoubted title. in my next you will
probably have an ode to it &amp; another to the Me at Bristol — but I must have Snivel<a href="#33"> [33]</a><a name="back33"> </a> finishd &amp; an ode to Tom Paine.<a href="#34"> [34]</a><a name="back34"> </a>
</p>
<p class="indent1"> the <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="Doctor">Doctor</a> &amp; I made a fine contrast — the drest
travelling democrat &amp; the drest Man Millener! he will be very angry at this so tell him that in five minutes I shall {begin}
him a very long epistle. I am in momentary expectation of my baggage &amp; you need not be told a little impatient. make my respects to
all <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#Bedfordfamily" title="your good family">your good family</a>. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#Deaconfamily" title="Mr &amp; Mrs Deacon">Mr &amp;
Mrs Deacon</a> — Mrs Colyns<a href="#35"> [35]</a><a name="back35"> </a>
&amp;c.</p>
<p class="indent1"> a la mode <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CollinsCharles" title="CC">CC</a> you see I have once remembered the rules of
Politeness Power divine.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I have pleased myself during the filling of this sheet with the idea that you &amp; <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="Horace">Horace</a> are busied in performing the same task. tomorrow I reach Bristol to dinner
direct to me as usual.</p>
<p class="indent2">yours most sincerely</p>
<p class="indent5">RS.</p>
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<div class="notes">
<div class="noteHeading"><h3>Notes</h3></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote2"><a name="*">* </a>Address: To/ James Deacon Esq<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup>/ Long Room/ Custom House/
London<br xmlns="">Postmark: AOC/ 19/ 93<br xmlns="">Watermarks: Portal &amp; Co; crown with shield<br xmlns="">Endorsements: Recd Oct. 22<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">d</sup>. 1793; Ans<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">d</sup>: Oct. 25<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">th</sup>. &amp; 27<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">th</sup><br xmlns="">MS: Bodleian Library, MS Eng. Lett. c. 22. ALS; 4p.<br xmlns="">Unpublished. <a href="#back*">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="1">[1] </a>Tobias Smollett (1721–1771; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">The
Adventures of Sir Lancelot Greaves</span> (1762). <a href="#back1">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="2">[2] </a>The popular song ‘The
Farthing Rush-Light’. <a href="#back2">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="3">[3] </a>A popular ballad. <a href="#back3">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="4">[4] </a>A paraphrase of the popular song ‘The Maid
of the Mill’. <a href="#back4">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="5">[5] </a>In Greek mythology, a hero particularly associated with
poetry and music. <a href="#back5">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="6">[6] </a>In mood ... tongue:
Verse written at a right angle to the main part of the letter across the bottom part of fol. 1 r. <a href="#back6">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="7">[7] </a>Geoffrey Chaucer (<em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">c</em>.
1340–1400; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), poet and administrator. Dunnington Castle, near Newbury, was reputed to have once belonged
to the Chaucer family. <a href="#back7">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="8">[8] </a>Tobias Smollett, <span class="titlem">The Expedition of Humphry
Clinker</span> (1771). <a href="#back8">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="9">[9] </a>According to legend, the philosopher Roger
Bacon (<em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">c</em>. 1214–1292?; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>) created a talking brazen head which could answer any
question. Southey later incorporated this myth into <span class="titlem">Thalaba the Destroyer</span> (1801), Book 10, lines
281–284n. <a href="#back9">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="10">[10] </a>Euclid of Alexandria (dates uncertain, between 325
and 250 BC), mathematician. <a href="#back10">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="11">[11] </a>The song ‘A Duet’, from Prince Hoare (1755–1833; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">The Prize</span> (1793). <a href="#back11">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="12">[12] </a>The song ‘The Farthing Rush-Light’. <a href="#back12">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="13">[13] </a>The song ‘Whither, My Love’. <a href="#back13">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="14">[14] </a>The popular ballad ‘Death and the
Lady’. <a href="#back14">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="15">[15] </a>The popular ballad ‘The Children
in the Wood’, included in Thomas Percy (1729–1811; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">Reliques of Ancient English
Poetry</span>, 2nd edn, 3 vols (London, 1767), II, pp. 211–217. <a href="#back15">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="16">[16] </a>A gateway into the City of London, on
which the heads of traitors were mounted on pikes. <a href="#back16">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="17">[17] </a>O thou ... feel: Verse written at a right angle
to the main part of the letter in double columns across bottom part of fol. 1 v. <a href="#back17">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="18">[18] </a>Yes Bedford … bust: Written up
right hand side of fol. 1 v. <a href="#back18">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="19">[19] </a>John Goldesbrough (d. 1846), a student at Balliol College, Oxford, and later a
fellow of Magdalen College, Oxford, BA 1797. <a href="#back19">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="20">[20] </a>Vicesimus Knox (1752–1821; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), headmaster and writer. See
<span class="titlem">Essays Moral and Literary</span>, 11th edn, 2 vols (London, 1787), I, pp. 323–326. <a href="#back20">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="21">[21] </a>
<span class="titlem">Hamlet</span>, Act III, scene 1, lines 64–65. <a href="#back21">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="22">[22] </a>Probably the politician John Wilkes (1725–1797; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), whose
profligacy and promiscuity were renowned. <a href="#back22">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="23">[23] </a>A pseudonym used by an unidentified correspondent of
Southey’s. <a href="#back23">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="24">[24] </a>Themistocles (c. 528–462 BC), Athenian statesman and general. <a href="#back24">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="25">[25] </a>Aristides (c. 530–468 BC), Athenian statesman, generally known as ‘the Just’. <a href="#back25">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="26">[26] </a>Æschylus (525–456 BC), Greek tragic dramatist, reputedly killed when an eagle
dropped a tortoise on his bald head, mistaking it for a stone. <a href="#back26">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="27">[27] </a>Portia, the wife of Brutus (85–42 BC), was a Roman woman
with a high tolerance for pain. She gave herself a severe wound in the thigh in order to display her bravery, thus proving herself
worthy of being included in Brutus’s conspiracy against Julius Caesar. After Brutus’s death in 42 BC, she committed suicide by
swallowing burning coals. <a href="#back27">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="28">[28] </a>Arria was the wife of Paetus Caecina, one of the
participants in a conspiracy against the Emperor Claudius (10 BC–AD 54; reigned 41–AD 54) in AD 42. On the way to her husband’s
trial, Arria stabbed herself to show Paetus that it did not hurt; Paetus followed her example and killed himself before going to
trial. <a href="#back28">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="29">[29] </a>Cornelia Scipionis Africanis (190–100 BC),
mother of the radical politicians Tiberius (163–132 BC) and Gaius (154–121 BC) Gracchus. She was considered the ideal of a Roman
matron. <a href="#back29">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="30">[30] </a>In <span class="titlem">The
Tempest</span>, a witch and the mother of Caliban. <a href="#back30">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="31">[31] </a>The Roman goddess of beauty and love. <a href="#back31">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="32">[32] </a>The writer Hester Thrale
Piozzi (1741–1821; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>). Southey is possibly alluding to her platonic relationship with Dr Johnson
(1709–1784; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>). <a href="#back32">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="33">[33] </a>The
Bedford family dog. For the poem to Snivel, see Southey’s letter to his brother Tom, [late October/early November–] 14 December
[1793] (Letter 65). <a href="#back33">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="34">[34] </a>If Southey wrote an ode to the
radical Thomas Paine (1737–1809; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), it does not seem to have survived. <a href="#back34">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="35">[35] </a>Unidentified; presumably a friend of the Bedfords. <a href="#back35">BACK</a></p></div>
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<h3>142. Robert Southey to <a class="link_ref" type="a" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor Charles Bedford">Grosvenor Charles Bedford</a>, 29 [–30] November 1795
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Sunday. 12. o clock. 29. Nov. 1795.
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<p class="indent1"> Bedford our Summons arrived this morning. the vessel goes Tuesday &amp; when you receive this, I shall be casting up my
accounts with the fishes.</p>
<p class="indent1">
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> you have my Will. if the ship founders or any other chance
<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">gives me</span> sends me to supper — all my papers are yours. they are with <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SoutheyMargaret" title="my Mother">my Mother</a> part, &amp; part with <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#FrickerEdith" title="Edith">Edith</a>. <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">the</span> relic-worship is founded upon human feelings &amp; you will value them. there is
little danger of accidents, but there can be no harm in these few lines. All my letters are at your disposal — but it would be right to
return your brothers. &amp; if I be drowned — do not you be surprized if I should pay you a visit. for if permitted, &amp; if it can be
done without terrifying or any ways injuring you I certainly will do it.</p>
<p class="indent1"> But I shall visit you in propria personâ in the summer. </p>
<p class="indent1"> Would you had been with me the 14<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">th</sup>.<a href="#1"> [1]</a><a name="back1"> </a> twas a melancholy day yet mingled with such feelings!</p>
<p class="indent1"> you will get a letter from Madrid. write you to Lisbon. I expect to find letters there, &amp; the expectation will form
the pleasantest thoughts I shall experience on my journey.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I should like to find your Musæus<a href="#2"> [2]</a><a name="back2"> </a> at
Bristol on my return. if you will direct it to <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#FrickerEdith" title="Miss E Fricker">Miss E Fricker</a> (heigh ho! <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a>.) at <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CottleJoseph" title="Mr Cottles">Mr
Cottles</a> High Street Bristol — he will convey it to her. &amp; I believe next to receiving any thing from me, something for me
&amp; from my friend will be the most agreable occurrence during my absence. I give you this direction as it will be sure to reach her.
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#FrickerEdith" title="Edith">Edith</a> will be as a parlour boarder with the <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#Cottlefamily" title="Miss Cottles">Miss Cottles</a> (his sisters) two women of elegant &amp; accomplishd manners. the eldest lived
as governess in Ld Derbys<a href="#3"> [3]</a><a name="back3"> </a> family <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">xxx</span> a little while — &amp; you will
have some opinion of them when I say, that they make even bigotry amiable. they are very religious, &amp; the eldest (who is but <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">t</span> twenty three) wished me to read good books — the advice came from the heart — she thinks very highly of
me, but fancies me irreligious because I frequent no place of worship &amp; indulge speculations beyond reason.</p>
<p class="indent1">
<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">God bless &amp; prosper</span> God bless &amp; prosper you — &amp; grant I may find you as happy on my
arrival, as I hope &amp; expect to be.</p>
<p class="indent3">yrs sincerely</p>
<p class="indent4">Robert Southey.</p>
<br xmlns=""><p class="pnonident">
Falmouth. Monday evening.
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<p class="indent1"> Well <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a>. here I am waiting only for a wind.
your letter arrived a few hours before me. that to Bath came {to} Nanswhyden.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I have seen Lord Butes Chaplain, <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#MaberGeorgeMartin" title="Mr Maber">Mr Maber</a> who goes to
Madrid with us. a useful rather than an agreable companion. my heart is sick at the thought of being so long without a friend. who
is it says “thou knowest not </p>
<p class="pnonident">How sharper than a serpents tooth it is</p>
<p class="pnonident">To have a faithless friend —<a href="#4"> [4]</a><a name="back4"> </a>
</p>
<p class="indent1"> I recollect as I write that I am altering Lear. this reflection however springs from your [MS torn] my own feelings.
I did take a viper to my bosom [MS torn] to injure me was like liking the file.</p>
<p class="indent1"> thank you for your verses. a few alterations would make it an excellent ode. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#FrickerEdith" title="Edith">Edith</a> you will see &amp; know &amp; love. but her virtues are of the domestic order &amp;
you will love her in proportion as you know her. I hate your daffidowndilly women — aye &amp; men too. the violet is ungaudy in its
appearance, tho a sweeter flower perfumes not the evening gale —. tis equally her wish to see you. oh <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> — when I think of our winter evenings that will arrive — &amp; then
look at myself arrayed for a voyage in an inn parlour! <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">whilst to xxx xx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxx dry my
eye</span> I scarcely know whether the tear that starts into my eye proceeds from anticipated pleasure or present melancholy.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I am never comfortable at an inn. boughten hospitality are two ill-connected ideas. — <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> I half shudder to think that a plank only will divide the husband of
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#FrickerEdith" title="Edith">Edith</a> from the unfathomed ocean! &amp; did I believe its efficacy could
burn a hecatomb to Neptune<a href="#5"> [5]</a><a name="back5"> </a> with as much
devotion as ever burned or [MS torn] Phæacia.<a href="#6"> [6]</a><a name="back6"> </a> farewell —</p>
<p class="indent3"> Robert Southey.</p>
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<div class="noteHeading"><h3>Notes</h3></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote2"><a name="*">* </a>Address: G C Bedford Esq<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup>/ New Palace Yard/
Westminster<br xmlns="">Stamped: FALMOUTH<br xmlns="">Postmark: CDE/ 3/ 95<br xmlns="">Watermark: Crown and anchor with G R underneath<br xmlns="">Endorsement: 29
Nov<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup>. 1795<br xmlns="">MS: Bodleian Library, MS Eng. Lett. c. 22. ALS; 4p.<br xmlns="">Previously published: Charles Cuthbert Southey
(ed.), <span class="titlem">Life and Correspondence of Robert Southey</span>, 6 vols (London, 1849–1850), I, pp. 258–261 [in part, and
giving the appearance of being two separate letters: 30 November 1795 and undated]. <a href="#back*">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="1">[1] </a>14 November 1795, the
day of Southey’s marriage to Edith Fricker. <a href="#back1">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="2">[2] </a>Grosvenor Charles Bedford’s translation of
Musæus (fl. c. early 6th century), <span class="titlem">The Loves of Hero and Leander</span>, was not published until 1797. <a href="#back2">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="3">[3] </a>Edward Smith Stanley, 12th Earl of Derby (1752–1834; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), sportsman and Whig politician. <a href="#back3">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="4">[4] </a>A paraphrase of <span class="titlem">King Lear</span>, Act 1, scene
4, lines 287–289. <a href="#back4">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="5">[5] </a>In Roman mythology, the god of the sea. <a href="#back5">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="6">[6] </a>An island in the Ionian sea whose inhabitants
were renowned for their dissolute behaviour. <a href="#back6">BACK</a></p></div>
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<h3>149. Robert Southey to <a class="link_ref" type="a" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor Charles Bedford">Grosvenor Charles Bedford</a>, 24 February – 2 March 1796
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Wednesday. Feb<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">y</sup>. 24. 1796. Lisbon from which God grant me a speedy
deliverance!</p>
<p class="indent1"> I am bitterly disappointed in not finding the Flagellant<a href="#1"> [1]</a><a name="back1"> </a> here. of which I sent my only copy to
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#HillHerbertUncle" title="my Uncle">my Uncle</a>. twas my intention to have brought it home again with me. you see
Grosvenor this relic is already become rare. have you received the original Joan of Arc<a href="#2"> [2]</a><a name="back2"> </a>
<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">as</span> written at <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#Brixton" title="Brixton">Brixton</a>, bound decently — &amp;c? I left it with
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CottleJoseph" title="Cottle">Cottle</a> to send with your copy; he has the transcript<a href="#3"> [3]</a><a name="back3"> </a> of it himself, which he begged with most
friendly devotion &amp; I believe values as much as a Monk does the parings of his tutelary Saints great toe nail. is not the Preface a
hodge podge of inanity? I had written the beginning only before I quitted Bristol. — the <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">xxxx on the</span>
latter days of my residence there were occupied by concerns too nearly interesting to allow time <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">for</span> or
collectedness for composition — &amp; you will believe that after quitting <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#FrickerEdith" title="Edith">Edith</a>
on Sunday evening, I was little fit to write a preface Monday morning. I never saw the whole of it together, &amp; I believe that after
making a few hasty remarks on epic poems I forgot to draw the conclusion, for which only they were introduced. n’importe, the
ill-naturd Critic may exercise malignity in dissecting it, &amp; the friendly one his ingenuity in finding out some excuse. by the by
add the Reviewer to your portraits in the <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">celeberrimated</em>
<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">G</span> Clavis,<a href="#4"> [4]</a><a name="back4"> </a> tis not the worst of his characters.</p>
<p class="indent1"> What has all this to do with Lisbon — say you. take a sonnet for the Ladies imitated from the Spanish of Bartolomè
Leonardo, <a href="#5"> [5]</a><a name="back5"> </a> in
which I have given the author at least as many ideas as he has given me.</p>
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<div class="indent3">Nay cleanse this filthy mixture from thy hair</div>
<div class="indent4"> And give the untrickd tresses to the gale!</div>
<div class="indent4"> The Sun as lightly on the breeze they sail</div>
<div class="indent3">Shall gild the bright brown locks. thy cheek is fair —</div>
<div class="indent3">Away then with this artificial hue</div>
<div class="indent4"> This blush eternal! Lady to thy face</div>
<div class="indent4"> Nature has given no imitable grace.</div>
<div class="indent3">Why these black spots obtruding on the view</div>
<div class="indent3">The lilly cheek? &amp; these ear jewels too</div>
<div class="indent4"> That ape the barbarous Indian’s vanity!</div>
<div class="indent3">Thou needest not with that necklace there invite</div>
<div class="indent3">The prying gaze — we know thy neck is white —</div>
<div class="indent4"> Go to thy dressing room again — &amp; be</div>
<div class="indent4"> Artful enough to learn simplicity. <a href="#6"> [6]</a><a name="back6"> </a>
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<p class="pnonident">Could not you swear to the author if you had seen this in the newspaper? you must know <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Bedford">Bedford</a> I have a deadly aversion to any thing merely ornamental in female dress.
let the dress be as elegant (i.e. as simple) as possible — but hang on none of your gewgaw<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">s</span> eye
traps.</p>
<p class="indent1"> Do write to me. &amp; promise me a visit at Bristol in the summer — for after I have returned to <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#FrickerEdith" title="Edith">Edith</a> I will never quit her again — so that we shall remain there till <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">xx</span> I settle doggedly to law, which I hope will be during the next winter.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I wrote to you &amp; <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#WynnCharlesWW" title="Wynn">Wynn</a> by the last packet. do write to me
&amp; very long letters. for the greatest pleasure I have is in finding the wind fair for Lisbon. when I set foot again on English
ground! — <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Bedford">Bedford</a> I would lose a finger for the luxury of shaking off
your hand at that moment — I am afraid I shall hug one of the boatmen for joy.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I am unchristian enough to wish all the Portugueze were converted to the Jewish faith — for a reason which you may find
in the twenty third chapter of Deuteronomy &amp; the thirteenth verse.<a href="#7"> [7]</a><a name="back7"> </a> the half that are Israelites live in such fear
that they not only eat pork to avoid suspicion but even {live} like pigs. &amp; as for washing themselves — what Catholic is Turk
enough to perform the ceremony of ablution!</p>
<p class="indent1">
Friday 26<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">th</sup>
. Timothy Dwight<a href="#8"> [8]</a><a name="back8"> </a> (— <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Bedford">Bedford</a> I defy you &amp;
M<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup> Shandy<a href="#9"> [9]</a><a name="back9"> </a> to physiognomize that mans name rightly —) (what historian is it who in speaking of Alexanders feast says they
listened to <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">one Timothy</em> a musician?<a href="#10"> [10]</a><a name="back10"> </a>)
Timothy Dwight an American publishd an heroic poem on the Conquest of Canaan in 1785.<a href="#11"> [11]</a><a name="back11"> </a> I had heard of it &amp; long wishd to read it in vain — but
now the American minister<a href="#12"> [12]</a><a name="back12"> </a> — (a good humourd man whose poetry is worse than any thing except his criticisms) has lent me the
book. there certainly is some merit in the poem — but when Colonel Humphreys speaks of it he will not allow me to put in a word in
defence of John Milton. if I had written upon this subject I should have been terribly tempted to take part with the Canaanites, for
whom I cannot help feeling a kind of brotherly compassion. there is a fine ocean of ideas floating about my brain pan for Madoc — &amp;
a high delight do I feel in sometimes indulging them till self forgetfulness follows. truely <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> if heaven be only that <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">hymn</span> psalm
singing place that some have supposed it I should like to make interest for the laureates place &amp; write a few hymns occasionally
for the Cherubim &amp; Seraphim that continually do cry.<a href="#13"> [13]</a><a name="back13"> </a> strange concatenation of ideas! when we meet I will shew you a most elegant piece of
latin on the eternity of <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">future</span> punishment extracted from Thomas Burnett — Author of The Theory of
Earth<a href="#14"> [14]</a><a name="back14"> </a> a book which equals Milton in sublimity, &amp; which for
ingenuity never perhaps was equalled. I heard Crowe<a href="#15"> [15]</a><a name="back15"> </a> in a sermon speak of heaven as a state of continual progression — &amp; if it were not it would cease to be heaven —
but of all these things <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> we shall know {more} when we
have passed thro the gates of the grave. I was at the funeral of a young man last Sunday — &amp; funerals make me very melancholy —
nothing is so gloomy as to contemplate the ravages Death makes among the little circle of our friends — do you remember an alcaic
ode<a href="#16"> [16]</a><a name="back16"> </a>
I sent you one New Years day — “that soon thy pious grief” may wail &amp;c? these ill looking lines very often occur to me — perhaps
the most striking &amp; eloquent passage I ever wrote is the declamation on Suicide in the 9<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">th</sup> book of Joan.<a href="#17"> [17]</a><a name="back17"> </a> — &amp; the answer to it will shew — how tame is Reason when compared with Feeling. Grosvenor keep all these things
for your own eye only — perhaps you can follow the chain that connects them.</p>
<p class="indent1"> Tis a vile kind of philosophy that for tomorrows prospect glooms to day — apropos — sit down when you have no better
employment &amp; find all the faults you can in the Retrospect<a href="#18"> [18]</a><a name="back18"> </a> against I return — it wants the pruning
knife before it be republishd.</p>
<div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">Another mountain yet! I thought this brow</div>
<div class="indent2">Had surely been the summit. but they rise</div>
<div class="indent2">Cliff above cliff amid the incumbent skies</div>
<div class="indent2">And mock my labour. What a giddy height!</div>
<div class="indent2">The roar of yonder stream that foams below</div>
<div class="indent2">Meets but at fits mine ear: ah me my sight</div>
<div class="indent3"> Shrinks from this upward toil, &amp; sore opprest</div>
<div class="indent3"> Sad I bethink me of my home of rest.</div>
<div class="indent2">Such is the lot of man! up lifes steep road</div>
<div class="indent3"> Painful he drags beguiling the long way</div>
<div class="indent3"> With many a vain dream on the future day</div>
<div class="indent2">With Peace to sojourn in her calm abode.</div>
<div class="indent2">Poor fool of Hope — that day will never come</div>
<div class="indent2">Till Time &amp; Care have led thee to the tomb. <a href="#19"> [19]</a><a name="back19"> </a>
</div>
</div>
<p class="pnonident">there is a melancholy sonnet <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a>. composd on the mountains of
Galicia when my mind &amp; body were equally fatigued.</p>
<p class="indent1"> last night — nay I must mend the pen — last night I was at the Tonkins.<a href="#20"> [20]</a><a name="back20"> </a> the room
is a very large one &amp; I walked up &amp; down it thinking of my play — till I got at last into the high Tragedy trot (much about the
same pace with <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="Horace’s">Horace’s</a> march up school after breakfast on Monday
mornings — with his weekly note) — never was place so infested with boobies as Lisbon. I always think of the Lady at <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CollinsCharles" title="Collins’s">Collins’s</a> when I hear one of these fellows talk nonsense to a woman.</p>
<p class="indent1"> Ερως δ’κ ηρκεσε Μοιρας<a href="#21"> [21]</a><a name="back21"> </a> — so said the Sphinx in the last letter I
received. &amp; if I had been Oedipus<a href="#22"> [22]</a><a name="back22"> </a> &amp; as puzzled then as I am now I would have saved Sphinx the guilt of
suicide by launching her down the rock. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor Bedford">Grosvenor Bedford</a> how many
letters have you written to me without once mentioning the name of M— shall I go on? if I had <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CarlisleAnthony" title="Carlisles">Carlisles</a> wings I would cross the damned Bay of Biscay — &amp; <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">tell</span> show you all the ways &amp; windings of the female heart — you must however, as I am {a} poor unfledged biped,
come to Bristol in June, &amp; there take a brothers place in one of the best. twould be disagre<em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">abell</em> to be taken
prisoner on my return &amp; still more so to be drowned. under which last apprehension I did grievously suffer on coming to Corūna.
remember <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> to pay the English postage when you write otherwise
the letter will be detained. direct with the <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#HillHerbertUncle" title="R. Herbert Hill">R. Herbert Hill</a> Lisbon.</p>
<p class="indent1"> if Joan of Arc reaches a second edition — &amp; I have reason to believe it will — I shall make considerable
alterations.</p>
<p class="pnonident">
<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">What think you of xxxxxxx the xxxxxx the School for Scoundrels xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx of a newsworthy sergeant? xx
xxxx xxx xx xxxxx xxxxxx xxx xxxxx xxxx xxxxx xxxx xxxxx {xxxxx} xxxx xxxxxx xxxx the xxxx of xxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx {xx
xx} — xx xxxx in xx xxxxxx xxxx xxxx xx xxx And xxxxx a xxxxxxxx xxx xxxx xxxx. Let the xxxx x xxx xx xxxxxxxxx xx xxxxxxx xxx
xxxx xxxxx xxxxxxxx.</span>
</p>
<br xmlns=""><p class="pnonident">
March 1st
</p>
<p class="indent1"> I was going to finish the letter &amp; bid you remember S<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">t</sup> Davids day 1792 — our birth day of
authorship<a href="#23"> [23]</a><a name="back23"> </a> when your letter came. is it
right to encourage Hope when Disappointment is possible? without answering the abstract &amp; useless question I will venture to say
that (if there be no previous attachment) you have no cause to doubt success. men of the world — those gay empty braind &amp; empty
hearted coxcombs for whom I have something like a natural antipathy, make acquaintance more easily than you &amp; I should do. <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">xx</span> they will play with a Ladys fan &amp; converse with her with an ease that you &amp; I wonder at — but
when we require more than acquaintance — more than friendship — then we have all the advantage. I never found it difficult to become
intimate with any woman except <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#FrickerEdith" title="Edith">Edith</a> &amp; <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">then</span>
in her company I experienced always that unquiet state of delight which made me embarrassd &amp; sometimes made me wish myself away:
yes <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a>, it is very easy to resolve to speak — but the minute
before guillotting is luxury to the opening the mouth on such an occasion. one of these days we will walk round the garden at <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#Brixton" title="Brixton">Brixton</a> &amp; talk of this. no resolution of celibacy (except in the disappointed) can be stable.
if there be another candidate be you more earnest — for her sake as well as you own for with no one will she be so happy as with you.
make her acquainted with you, &amp; it is impossible that you should not succeed. I am glad you have seen <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SoutheyTom" title="Tom">Tom</a> — the facts you corrected for him I can not conjecture. if <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SoutheyTom" title="Tom">Tom</a> had had a good education he would have made no small progress — he is now too good for a
sailour — I offered <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#HillHerbertUncle" title="my Uncle">my Uncle</a> to fit <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SoutheyTom" title="Tom">Tom</a> for taking orders, &amp; his living, &amp; urged arguments for it, which <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#SoutheyMargaret" title="my Mother">my Mother</a> as well as myself thought sufficiently strong. my interference was of no avail.
&amp; I had prudence enough to say nothing of the matter to my brother. — </p>
<p class="indent1"> &amp; so you really think notes ought to have some connection with the text? I could laugh at you in some moods, but
the book must be its own advocate, &amp; you do not remark faults (as you think them) only. if you read Joan a second time, keep a
little book by you &amp; make all your objections I hope to spend three months in correcting it for another edition. I heard nothing
from you at Madrid — &amp; know nothing of the Letters you mention but that I am equally obliged as if they had arrived. — </p>
<p class="indent1"> have you not sometimes read as M A— ? Nebuchadnezzar<a href="#24"> [24]</a><a name="back24"> </a> will slip out by &amp; by — take some opportunity of doing this &amp; then
you <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">will</span> may find out — that comments may wander a good way from the text, &amp; yet lead to good. if I
was in London you should introduce me. but this execrable ocean is between us &amp; tho I long to mount the vessel I almost turn sick
in anticipation. I have run on before your letter came, in such a strange manner that I have no room to tell you a very melancholy
story — n’importe Ill een begin another sheet. heigh ho! <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> — I
am a very solitary minded animal — &amp; should {have} no one of my own <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">species</em> to speak to — had I not made
<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">my</span> {a} female friend<a href="#25"> [25]</a><a name="back25"> </a> — with whom I
can talk of <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#FrickerEdith" title="Edith">Edith</a> till “I play the woman”<a href="#26"> [26]</a><a name="back26"> </a> — which some people would call
playing the fool. At the posada where we slept at Villa Franca was a young woman whose short &amp; melancholy history affected me very
much. she was the daughter of the host (you know how very miserable a Spanish inn is — infinitely worse than the worst English
alehouse) a young man with property enough for all the comforts of life, but which went away at his death, married this girl, &amp;
they were as happy as <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">bxx</span>
<em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">we</em> can imagine two people united solely from affection. he died &amp; left her with two very young children;
totally destitute she returned to the wretched home of her parents, where hard labor hardly procures a miserable existence. I saw her —
she was about three &amp; twenty, &amp; even if I had not known her story I should {have thought} her face the most beautiful I
had seen in Spain. there was a melancholy in her dark eyes beyond any description. her dress was suitable to her situation yet her
manners indicated one accustomed to better scenes; &amp; a clean white stocking displayd that shaping of the foot &amp; ancle which may
be deemd the general distinction of the class who do not work. within a very few weeks after her husbands death an Irish man offered to
take this woman into keeping. I can conceive her look when she answered him “you say you love me Senōr — &amp; yet you can insult me by
this wicked offer.” <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#MaberGeorgeMartin" title="Ld Butes chaplain">Ld Butes chaplain</a> who travelled to Madrid with us, was
present, &amp; from him I learnt the anecdote. you know not the impression all this made upon me. my next mornings walk produced these
lines — I am ill satisfied with them</p>
<div class="lg">
<div class="indent2">And does there then Teresa live a Man</div>
<div class="indent2">Whose tongue unfaltering could to such foul thoughts</div>
<div class="indent2">Yield utterance? — tempt thee to the hireling bed!</div>
<div class="indent2">Buy thee Teresa to anothers arms —</div>
<div class="indent2">Thee sufferer — thee forlorn &amp; wretched one,</div>
<div class="indent2">Ere yet upon thy husbands grave the grass</div>
<div class="indent2">Was green! oh is there one whose monstrous heart</div>
<div class="indent2">Could with insulted Modestys hot blush</div>
<div class="indent2">Make crimson the poor widows woe pale cheek!</div>
<div class="indent2">Was this thing of my species? shaped in the mould</div>
<div class="indent2">Of Man, &amp; fashiond to the outward show</div>
<div class="indent2">All human? did he move aloft — &amp; lift</div>
<div class="indent2">On high his lordly face? &amp; formed of flesh</div>
<div class="indent2">And blood like mine meandering thro his frame!</div>
<div class="indent2">I blush for human nature, &amp; would fain</div>
<div class="indent2">Prove kindred with the brutes. she raisd to heaven</div>
<div class="indent2">Her dark eyes with a meek upbraiding look</div>
<div class="indent2">And felt more keen her loss &amp; dropt a tear</div>
<div class="indent2">Of aggravated anguish. I almost</div>
<div class="indent2">Could murmur at my lot assigned by Heaven.</div>
<div class="indent2">And covet wealth, that from the bitter ills</div>
<div class="indent2">Of Want, I might secure thee, &amp; provide</div>
<div class="indent2">Some safe asylum for thy little ones.</div>
<div class="indent2">And from the blasting wind of Poverty</div>
<div class="indent2">Shield their young opening Reason. I would be</div>
<div class="indent2">Even as a brother to thee! sit by thee</div>
<div class="indent2">And hear thee talk of days of happiness</div>
<div class="indent2">How fast they fled, &amp; of the joys of youth</div>
<div class="indent2">And Hope — now buried in the grave of Love —</div>
<div class="indent2">Oh I would listen to thy tale, &amp; weep,</div>
<div class="indent2">And pour upon Affections bleeding wounds</div>
<div class="indent2">The balm of pity. — Sufferer fare thee well.</div>
<div class="indent2">God be thy comforter, &amp; from a world</div>
<div class="indent2">Of woe, release thee soon. I — on my way</div>
<div class="indent2">Journeying, remember thee, &amp; think of HER</div>
<div class="indent2">In distant England; grateful to that power</div>
<div class="indent2">Who from the dark &amp; tempest-roaring deep</div>
<div class="indent2">Preserved a life SHE renders doubly dear. <a href="#27"> [27]</a><a name="back27"> </a>
</div>
</div>
<p class="indent6"> ———</p>
<p class="pnonident">This intermediate person. of course I can hardly form a conjecture who she is. yet you want an intermediate, who<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">se age</span> being of the same age with yourself may more readily enter into all your feelings — if what you
conjecture be true — I know how to pity you on that score. the most painful feelings that ever harrowd my bosom (&amp; I have had my
share of painful ones) were when after I had engaged the affection of my heart — <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">xx</span> {an} amiable
<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">xxxxxx</span> girl spoke to me in language too plain to be misunderstood. I cannot tell you the acute pain
I felt at being obliged to assume a cold indifference of manner, &amp; in shunning one whom I would have chosen for a sister, only
because she honord me by deeming me worthy of a dearer connection. once only have we met since that day. I was hurrying along the
street &amp; passed her, but immediately turned. — she did the same, &amp; recognised me in a manner of such chastened esteem — that I
arrived still melancholy to pass the evening with my <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#FrickerEdith" title="Edith">Edith</a>. I have nothing
wherewith to accuse myself — yet I have from that time indulged a natural reserve, &amp; behaved distantly to those young women who
knew not my attachment. I did not dare become the friend of Ann Tonkin<a href="#28"> [28]</a><a name="back28"> </a> before she knew I was the husband of another.</p>
<p class="indent1"> You <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> have but to win the affections of YOUR
M. &amp; to be happy. I hope — that I have only to return &amp; be happy — &amp; for what is past — I will use the experience &amp;
little regard the price it has cost. my existence is now linked to my <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#FrickerEdith" title="Edith">Edith</a>. her
face will teach you to expect the gradual developement of every good quality; &amp; in proportion as you know her will you love her.
how do I long to see M. — ah <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a>! will the days ever arrive that
we dream of? yet you carry them but half way when you talk of hardy honest boys — dream of a few girls too — &amp; then see what
admirable inhabitants we have found for some of our castles. for me — I have only the Bay of Biscay to <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">cross</span> {pass} — but you have not yet crossed the Rubicon. “Ye Gods — annihilate but space &amp; time!”<a href="#29"> [29]</a><a name="back29"> </a> pestilence on the cold blooded cool headed fellow who found out that that was a
rant. I honor Dryden<a href="#30"> [30]</a><a name="back30"> </a> for dashing at such natural absurdity. certainly Time &amp; Space are too very
detestable obstacles — porci maximi.<a href="#31"> [31]</a><a name="back31"> </a> six months
hence &amp; Time will fly too fast for me — alas — he creeps with me now as slow &amp; as wearying as a Spanish coach &amp; six.</p>
<p class="indent1"> This foul place! they empt all their filth into the streets at night. “methinks I smell it now. in my minds’ nose
Horatio!”<a href="#32"> [32]</a><a name="back32"> </a>
that ought to have been said to <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="your brother">your brother</a>. by the by where is he?
&amp; what does he mean to do with himself?</p>
<p class="indent1"> when I correct Joan I shall call you in. not as plenipotent amputator — <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">but</span> you shall
mark what you think the warts wens &amp; cancers, &amp; I will take care you do not cut deep enough to destroy the life. the fourth
book is the best. do you know I have never seen the {whole} poem together. &amp; that one book was printing before another was
begun? the characters of Conrade &amp; Theodore are totally distinct &amp; yet perhaps equally interesting. there is too much fighting
— I found the battles detestable to write — as you will do to read. — tho there are not ten better lines in the whole piece — than
those “Of unrecorded name” “Died the mean man, yet did he leave behind &amp;c.”<a href="#33"> [33]</a><a name="back33"> </a>
</p>
<p class="indent1"> Do you remember the day when you wrote N<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">o</sup> 3<a href="#34"> [34]</a><a name="back34"> </a> at Brixton? we dined on mutton chops &amp; eggs. I have the note you wrote for
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#DoddJamesWilliam" title="Dodd">Dodd</a> among your letters. I anticipate a very pleasant evening when you
shall show the cedar box<a href="#35"> [35]</a><a name="back35"> </a> to Edith — &amp; <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#PhillimoreJoseph" title="Joe Phillimores">Joe Phillimores</a> verses to Louisa. “oh pleasant days of fancy!”<a href="#36"> [36]</a><a name="back36"> </a> by the by if ever you read aloud <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">the any</span> that part of the 5<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">th</sup> book mind that erratum in the description of the Famine. with jealous eye Hating a rivals look <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">the husband hides</em> His miserable meal.”<a href="#37"> [37]</a><a name="back37"> </a> after I had corrected the page &amp; left
town poor <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CottleJoseph" title="Cottle">Cottle</a> whose heart overflows with the milk of human kindness, read it
over; &amp; he was as little able to bear the picture of the husband, as he would have been to hide a morsel from the hungry. so suo
periculo<a href="#38"> [38]</a><a name="back38"> </a> — he alterd it to “<em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">each man conceals</em>”
&amp; spoilt the climax. I was very much vexed yet I loved <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CottleJoseph" title="Cottle">Cottle</a> the [MS
obscured]tter for it. </p>
<p class="indent1"> this goes by the Magician frigate to Portsmouth. have you received a letter that left Lisbon Feb<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">y</sup>
20<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">th</sup>?</p>
<p class="indent1"> No <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> you &amp; I shall not talk politics. I am
weary of them &amp; little love politicians. for me I shall think of domestic life &amp; confine my wishes within the little circle of
friendship. the rays become more intense in proportion as they are drawn to a point. heigh ho! I should be very happy were I in England
— with <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#FrickerEdith" title="Edith">Edith</a> by the fire side — I could listen to the pelting rain with pleasure
— now — it is a melancholy music yet fitly harmonizing with my hanging mood.</p>
<p class="indent1"> farewell. write long letters — &amp; remember me to all friends. {&amp; to <a class="link_ref" type="s" href="../../people.html#BedfordHenry" title="Harry">Harry</a>.}</p>
<p class="indent3"> R.S.</p>
<p class="pnonident">
March 2<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">nd</sup>. 1796.
</p>
<p class="indent1"> once more — be assured that attention from a good man can not fail. you know your own definition of politeness. — oh
if I were the intermediate friend! — is it not strange to look back on our own minds — from the history of Martin Schram<a href="#39"> [39]</a><a name="back39"> </a> — to all the anxieties of life? &amp; who was Martin Schram says Boswell<a href="#40"> [40]</a><a name="back40"> </a> if he catches this letter. “I have determined that all the powers on earth shall never wrest that secret
from me.”<a href="#41"> [41]</a><a name="back41"> </a> Qy — were the Leanders<a href="#42"> [42]</a><a name="back42"> </a> of the <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">Heroic</em> race? </p>
<p class="indent1"> In many parts of Spain they have female shavers. the proper name of one should be <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">Barbara</em>.</p>
<p class="pnonident">Read this first.</p>
<p class="indent1">Why is Love like the small pox <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">xxx in</span> when <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">the</span>
procured by art?</p>
<p class="indent1">because it comes by in-oculation.</p>
<p class="indent1">Oh execrable conun-<em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">drummer</em>!</p>
<p class="indent1">Why am I having the Pleasures of Imagination like a man with a broken rib?</p>
<p class="indent1">because I have an Akenside.<a href="#43"> [43]</a><a name="back43"> </a>
</p>
<p class="indent1">Why is a man who plays the fiddle badly like a mischievous school boy?</p>
<p class="indent1">because he is apt to get into a scrape.</p>
<br xmlns=""><p class="indent1"> the common people believe here that Jews have tails. if young <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#ThorpMr" title="Thorp">Thorp</a>
ever talks of coming here give him a friendly hint of the Inquisition.<a href="#44"> [44]</a><a name="back44"> </a>
</p>
</div>
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<div class="notes">
<div class="noteHeading"><h3>Notes</h3></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote2"><a name="*">* </a>Address: For/ Grosvenor Charles Bedford Esq<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup>/ New Palace Yard/
Westminster<br xmlns="">Stamped: PORTSMOUTH<br xmlns="">Postmark: AMR/ 17/ 96<br xmlns="">Watermarks: Figure of Britannia; J LARKING<br xmlns="">Seal: Red wax
[design illegible; trace of crest]<br xmlns="">Endorsement: 24 Feb. to 2. March 1796<br xmlns="">MS: Bodleian Library, MS Eng. Lett. c.
22. ALS; 8p.<br xmlns="">Previously published: Adolfo Cabral, <span class="titlem">Southey e Portugal</span> (Lisbon, 1959), pp. 424–429 [in part];
Charles Cuthbert Southey (ed.), <span class="titlem">Life and Correspondence of Robert Southey</span>, 6 vols (London, 1849–1850), I,
pp. 267–271 [in part]. <a href="#back*">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="1">[1] </a>Southey’s first
publication, the schoolboy magazine <span class="titlem">The Flagellant</span> (1792). <a href="#back1">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="2">[2] </a>The
manuscript of the first version of <span class="titlem">Joan of Arc</span>, begun at the Bedfords’ home in Brixton in summer-autumn
1793. It is now in the Houghton Library, MS Eng 265. <a href="#back2">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="3">[3] </a>The fair copy of <span class="titlem">Joan of Arc</span>, which Southey made in late 1793 and presented to Joseph
Cottle. The manuscript is now in the University of Rochester Library, AS727. <a href="#back3">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="4">[4] </a>Possibly a reference to something Grosvenor Charles
Bedford was writing, but which has not survived. <a href="#back4">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="5">[5] </a>Bartolomè Leonardo de Argensola (1561–1631), priest, poet and historian. <a href="#back5">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="6">[6] </a>A revised version of this translation
appeared in Southey’s <span class="titlem">Letters Written During a Short Residence in Spain and Portugal</span> (1797). <a href="#back6">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="7">[7] </a>‘And thou shalt have a
paddle upon thy weapon; and it shall be when thou wilt ease thyself abroad, thou shalt dig therewith, and shalt turn back and cover
that which cometh from thee’, <span class="titlem">Deuteronomy</span> 23: 13. <a href="#back7">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="8">[8] </a>Timothy Dwight (1752–1817), poet, leader of the Hartford Wits and
President of Yale (1795–1817). <a href="#back8">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="9">[9] </a>Walter Shandy, father of the eponymous hero of Laurence Sterne
(1713–1768; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman</span>
(1759–1767). <a href="#back9">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="10">[10] </a>The legend that Alexander the Great
(356–323 BC; reigned 336–323 BC) was moved to burn the city of Persepolis in 330 BC after listening to music played at a feast, was
best known through John Dryden’s (1631–1700; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>) <span class="titlem">Alexander’s Feast: The Power of
Music</span> (1697). It seems to originate with Dio Chrysostom (c. AD 40–120), <span class="titlem">Orations</span>. <a href="#back10">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="11">[11] </a>Timothy
Dwight, <span class="titlem">The Conquest of Canaan</span> (1785). <a href="#back11">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="12">[12] </a>David Humphreys (1752–1818), American minister to Portugal
(1791–1796) and Spain (1796–1801). A soldier and poet, he was a member of the Hartford Wits. He was later responsible for importing
Merino sheep into America. <a href="#back12">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="13">[13] </a>
<span class="titlem">Isaiah</span> 6: 3. <a href="#back13">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="14">[14] </a>Thomas Burnet (<em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">c</em>. 1635–1715; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>),
<span class="titlem">The Sacred Theory of the Earth</span> (1684–1690). However, this is probably a reference to a passage in
Burnet’s <span class="titlem">De Statu Mortuorum</span> (1720). <a href="#back14">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="15">[15] </a>William Crowe (c. 1745–1829; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), clergyman and poet, he held the post of public orator at the University of Oxford from 1784 until his
death. <a href="#back15">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="16">[16] </a>See Southey’s letter to Grosvenor Charles Bedford, 26 December 1793 (Letter 77). The
poem was published in a revised form as ‘Ode Written on the First of January, 1794’ in <span class="titlem">Poems</span> (1797). <a href="#back16">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="17">[17] </a>Southey, <span class="titlem">Joan of Arc, An Epic Poem</span> (Bristol and London, 1796), pp.
322–325. <a href="#back17">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="18">[18] </a>‘The Retrospect’ had been
published in Southey’s and Robert Lovell’s <span class="titlem">Poems</span> (1795). <a href="#back18">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="19">[19] </a>A revised version appeared
in Southey’s <span class="titlem">Letters Written During a Short Residence in Spain and Portugal</span> (1797). <a href="#back19">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="20">[20] </a>Friends
of Southey’s uncle, Herbert Hill, and residents of Lisbon. Southey was also on good terms with their daughter Ann. <a href="#back20">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="21">[21] </a>A quotation from Musæus (fl. c. early 6th century),
<span class="titlem">The Loves of Hero and Leander</span>. The Greek translates as ‘passion as allotted was quite sufficient’.
Grosvenor Charles Bedford’s translation of the poem was published in 1797. <a href="#back21">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="22">[22] </a>In most versions of the Greek legend, when Oedipus solved
the riddle of the Sphinx, she committed suicide. <a href="#back22">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="23">[23] </a>The first issue of <span class="titlem">The Flagellant</span>, a collaboration
between Southey, Grosvenor Charles Bedford and other school friends, appeared on 1 March 1792. <a href="#back23">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="24">[24] </a>The reference is obscure.
Nebuchadnezzar II, King of Babylon (605–562 BC). <a href="#back24">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="25">[25] </a>Unidentified, though this could
be Ann Tonkin, the daughter of friends of Southey’s uncle, Herbert Hill, who is mentioned later in this letter. <a href="#back25">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="26">[26] </a>An adaptation of <span class="titlem">A Midsummer Night’s Dream</span>, Act 1, scene 2, line 47. <a href="#back26">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="27">[27] </a>And does ... dear: Verse written
in double columns. A revised version appeared in Southey’s <span class="titlem">Letters Written During a Short Residence in Spain and
Portugal</span> (1797). <a href="#back27">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="28">[28] </a>The daughter of
Lisbon-based friends of Southey’s uncle Herbert Hill. <a href="#back28">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="29">[29] </a>Alexander Pope (1688–1744; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), ‘Martinus Scriblerus on the Art of Sinking in
Poetry’, reprinted in <span class="titlem">Miscellanies in Prose and Verse... by Jonathan Swift, D.D. and Alexander Pope, Esq.,</span>
2nd edn, 2 vols (Dublin, 1728), II, p. 115. <a href="#back29">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="30">[30] </a>John Dryden (1631–1700; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">Of
Dramatick Poesie, An Essay</span> (1668). <a href="#back30">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="31">[31] </a>The Latin translates as ‘very big pigs’. <a href="#back31">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="32">[32] </a>An adaptation of <span class="titlem">Hamlet</span>, Act 1, scene 2, line 185. <a href="#back32">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="33">[33] </a>These lines
appeared in Southey’s <span class="titlem">Joan of Arc, An Epic Poem</span> (Bristol and London, 1796), pp. 236–237. <a href="#back33">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="34">[34] </a>The third issue
(15 March 1792) of <span class="titlem">The Flagellant,</span> a schoolboy magazine devised by Southey and his friends, which was
forced to cease publication after nine issues. <a href="#back34">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="35">[35] </a>According to Charles Cuthbert Southey, a box which contained all the
contributions to <span class="titlem">The Flagellant</span>. <a href="#back35">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="36">[36] </a>This appears to be a quotation from an unpublished poem (to Louisa) by Southey’s contemporary at Westminster School,
Joseph Phillimore. Phillimore was an aspiring poet, though on a somewhat different model to Southey, and in 1793 won a college prize
for his Latin verses. <a href="#back36">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="37">[37] </a>These lines appeared in Southey’s <span class="titlem">Joan of Arc, An Epic Poem</span> (Bristol and London, 1796), p. 182. <a href="#back37">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="38">[38] </a>At his own risk <a href="#back38">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="39">[39] </a>Possibly a reference to a story or character invented by Southey and his friends at Westminster
School. <a href="#back39">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="40">[40] </a>James Boswell (1740–1795; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), biographer of Samuel Johnson (1709–1784; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>). <a href="#back40">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="41">[41] </a>A paraphrase of Mrs E. M. Foster (dates unknown), <span class="titlem">The Duke of
Clarence. An Historical Novel</span>, 2 vols (Dublin, 1795), I, p. 280. <a href="#back41">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="42">[42] </a>The family of Leander, a figure from Greek mythology and subject of Grosvenor Charles Bedford’s
translation of Musæus (fl. c. early 6th century), <span class="titlem">The Loves of Hero and Leander</span>. <a href="#back42">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="43">[43] </a>Mark Akenside (1721–1770; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">The Pleasures of Imagination</span> (1744). <a href="#back43">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="44">[44] </a>In many ...
Inquisition: Postscript written on fol. 2 v, section originally reserved for address. <a href="#back44">BACK</a></p></div>
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<h3>148. Robert Southey to <a class="link_ref" type="a" href="../../people.html#CottleJoseph" title="Joseph Cottle">Joseph Cottle</a>, [February–March
1796?]
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<br xmlns=""><p class="pnonident">Certainly I shall hear from <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CottleJoseph" title="Mr Cottle">Mr Cottle</a> by the first packet — said I — now I say
probably I may hear by the next. so does Experience abate the sanguine expectations of Man. “what — could not you write one letter?”
&amp; here am I writing not only to all my friends in Bristol but to all in England. indeed I should have been vexed but that the
packet brought a letter from <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#FrickerEdith" title="Edith">Edith</a>, &amp; the pleasure that gave me, allowed no
feeling of vexation. what of JOAN? M<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup> Coates<a href="#1"> [1]</a><a name="back1"> </a> tells me it gains upon the public — but authors seldom hear the plain
truth. I am anxious that it should reach a second edition that I may expunge every line of <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#ColeridgeSamuelTaylor" title="Coleridges">Coleridges</a> — remember all he <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">wrote</em> not all he <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">claims</em>. he claims the character of Conrade (so <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#LovellRobert" title="Lovell">Lovell</a> told me) of which
he never gave a hint nor wrote a line. &amp; I wish to<a href="#2"> [2]</a><a name="back2"> </a> write a new preface, &amp; enlarge the last book.<a href="#3"> [3]</a><a name="back3"> </a>
</p>
<p class="indent1"> Bristol deserves panegyric instead of Satire.<a href="#4"> [4]</a><a name="back4"> </a> I know no mercantile place so
literary.<a href="#5"> [5]</a><a name="back5"> </a> here I
am among the Philistines, spending my mornings as pleasantly as books <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">xx</span>
<em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">only</em> books can make them, &amp; sitting at evening the silent spectator of card playing &amp; dancing. the English
here unite the spirit of commerce with the frivolous amusements of high life. one of them who plays every night (Sundays are not
excepted here) will tell you how closely he attends to profit “I never pay a porter for bringing a burthen till the next day. (says he)
for while the fellow feels his back ache with the weight he charges high — but when he comes the next day the feeling is gone — &amp;
he asks only half the money.” and the author of this philosophical scheme is worth 200,000 pounds!! this is a comfortless place, &amp;
the only pleasure I find in it, is in looking on to my departure. three years ago I might have found a friend. Count Leopold
Berchtold.<a href="#6"> [6]</a><a name="back6"> </a> this man (foster-brother of the
Emperor Joseph<a href="#7"> [7]</a><a name="back7"> </a>) is one of
those rare <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">travellers</span> characters who spend their lives in doing good. it is his custom in every country
he visits to publish books in its language on some <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">use</span> subject of practical utility — these he gave
away. I have now lying before me the two which he printed in Lisbon. the one is an Essay on the means of preserving life in the various
dangers to which men are daily exposed.<a href="#8"> [8]</a><a name="back8"> </a> the other — an Essay on extending the limits of
benevolence not only towards men but animals.<a href="#9"> [9]</a><a name="back9"> </a>
his age was about 25 — his person fine, &amp; his manners the most polished. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#HillHerbertUncle" title="my Uncle">my
Uncle</a> saw more of him than anyone, for he used his library; &amp; this was the only house he called at; he was only seen at
dinner — the rest of the day was constantly given to study. <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">one</span> {they} who lived in the same
house with him, believed him to be the Wandering Jew. he spoke all the European languages, <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">x</span> had
written in all, &amp; was master of the Arabic. from Lisbon he went to Cadiz &amp; thence to Barbary no more is known of him.</p>
<p class="indent1"> We felt a smart earthquake the morning after our arrival here. these shocks alarm the Portuguese dreadfully, &amp;
indeed it is the most terrifying sensation you can conceive. one man jumped out of bed &amp; ran down to the stable to ride off
{almost<a href="#10"> [10]</a><a name="back10"> </a>} naked as he was. another more considerately
put out his candle because I know (said he) the fire does more harm than the earthquake. the ruins of the great E. <a href="#11"> [11]</a><a name="back11"> </a> are not yet removed entirely. the city is a curious place a
straggling place built upon the most unequal ground — with heaps of ruins in the middle, &amp; large open places. the streets filthy
beyond all English ideas of filth — for they throw every thing into the street, &amp; nothing is removed. dead animals annoy you at
every corner — &amp; such is the indolence &amp; nastiness of the Portuguese that I really believe they would let one another rot in
the same manner, if the Priests did not get something by burying them. some of the friars are vowed <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">never</span> to wear the same clothes without changing for a year — &amp; this is a comfort to them. you will not wonder therefore
that I always keep the windward of one of these reverend perfumers. the streets are very agreable in wet weather — if you walk under
the houses you are drenched by the water spouts. if you attempt the middle — there is a <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">little</span> river.
would you go between both — there is the dunghill. the rains here are very violent, &amp; the streams in the streets on a declivity so
rapid as to throw down men. &amp; sometimes overset carriages. a woman was absolutely drowned a few years ago, in one of the most
frequented streets of Lisbon. but to walk home at <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">night</em> is the most dangerous adventure. for then the chamber
maids, shower out the filth into the streets with such profusion — that a Scotchman may fancy himself at Edinburgh. you cannot conceive
what a cold perspiration it puts me in to hear one dashd down just before me as Thomson says with a little alteration — to</p>
<div class="lg">
<div class="indent2"> Hear nightly dashd amid the perilous street</div>
<div class="indent2"> The frequent stink-pot.<a href="#12"> [12]</a><a name="back12"> </a>
</div>
</div>
<p class="pnonident">this furnishes food to innumerable dogs that belong to nobody, &amp; annoy every body — but if did they not devour it the quantities
would breed pestilence. <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">by</span> {in} a <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">xxxx</span>{moon}light we see
dogs &amp; rats feeding at the same dunghill. Lisbon is plagued with a very small species of red ant that swarms over every thing in
the houses. their remedy for this is to send for a Priest &amp; exorcise them. the drain from the new Convent opens into the middle of
the street. an English pig-stye is cleaner than the metropolis of Portugal. To <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">to</span>night I shall see <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">a</span> {the} procession of Our Lord of the Passion. this image is a very celebrated one &amp; with great
reason, for one night he knockd at the door of S<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">t</sup> Roques church, &amp; there they would not admit him; upon this he
walked to the other end of the town to the Church of Grace, &amp; there they took him in. but a dispute now arose between the two
churches, to which the image belongd, whether to the church <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">to</span> which he first chose, or the Church that
first chose him. the matter was compromised — one church has him, but the other fetches him for their procession, &amp; he sleeps with
them the night preceding it. the better mode of deciding it had been to place the Gentleman between both, &amp; let him walk to which
he liked best. what think you of this story being believed [MS repaired] 1796?!!!</p>
<p class="indent1"> The power of the Inquisition still exists tho they never exercise it — &amp; thus the Jews save their bacon. fifty
years ago it was the greatest delight of the Portuguese to see a Jew burnt. Geddes<a href="#13"> [13]</a><a name="back13"> </a> the then chaplain
was present at one of these detestable Auto-da-Fe’s — he says that the transports expressed by all ages &amp; all sexes whilst the
miserable sufferers were shrieking &amp; begging mercy for Gods sake, formed a scene [MS torn] horrible than any out of hell. he adds
that this <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">is not</span> barbarity is not the [MS torn] national character, for no people sympathize so much at
the execution of a criminal — but it is the damnable nature of their religion &amp; the most diabolical spirit of their priests. their
celibacy deprives them of the affections of men, &amp; their creed gives them the ferocity of devils. Geddes saw one man gagged —
because immediately <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">as</span> he came out of the {Inquisition} gates — he looked up at the Sun whose
light for many years had never visited him — &amp; exclaimed “how is it possible for men who behold that glorious Orb, to worship any
being but him who created it!”<a href="#14"> [14]</a><a name="back14"> </a> my bloods runs cold when I pass that accursed building,
&amp; tho they do not exercise their power — I feel it a reproach to human nature that the building should exist.</p>
<p class="indent1"> it is as warm here as in May with you. of course we broil in that month at Lisbon — but I shall escape the hot weather
here as I did the cold weather of England, &amp; quit this place about the latter end of April. you will of course see me the third day
after my landing at Falmouth — or if I can get companions in a post chaise sooner. this my resolution is like the law of the Medes
&amp; the Persians that altereth not.<a href="#15"> [15]</a><a name="back15"> </a>
</p>
<p class="indent1"> be good enough to lay by a set of <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#ColeridgeSamuelTaylor" title="Coleridges">Coleridges</a> Watchman
for me — his lectures &amp; poems. <a href="#16"> [16]</a><a name="back16"> </a> I am very desirous that Joan should
reach a second edition — for the reasons I have given above I want to write a <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">tragedy</em> here; &amp; can find no
leisure to begin it — I have so much to read &amp; lose so much time in this detestable visiting. I have seen the Monthly Rev. they
speak well of Fawcetts poem<a href="#17"> [17]</a><a name="back17"> </a> — but abuse Joel Barlow<a href="#18"> [18]</a><a name="back18"> </a> — as for Joan no body sees its faults more than I do — &amp; if it reaches a second edition I will neither
spare time or trouble to remedy them.</p>
<p class="indent1"> this place is much plagued with robbers &amp; they generally strip a man <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">stark naked</span>,
&amp; leave him to walk him home in his birthday suit. an English<a href="#19"> [19]</a><a name="back19"> </a> was served so at Almeyda &amp; the Lisbon magistrates on his complaint<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">s</span> took up the whole village &amp; impris[MS repaired] them all. contemplate this people in what light you
will, you can never see them in a good one. they suffered their best epic poet<a href="#20"> [20]</a><a name="back20"> </a> to perish for want — &amp; they burnt their
best dramatic writer alive because he was a Jew.<a href="#21"> [21]</a><a name="back21"> </a> Pombal<a href="#22"> [22]</a><a name="back22"> </a> — (a man
whose heart was bad enough to make a good minister) reduced the church during his administration. he suffered no persons to enter the
convents, &amp; as the old monks &amp; nuns died, threw two convents into one &amp; sold the other estates. by this means he would have
speedily annihilated the whole generation of vermin — but the King died &amp; this Queen<a href="#23"> [23]</a><a name="back23"> </a> whose religion has driven her mad, und[MS
missing] all that Pombal had done. he escaped with life but lived to see his bust destroyed &amp; all his plans for the improvement of
Portugal reversed. he had the interests of his country at heart — &amp; this punishment added to the regret of having committed so many
crimes vainly to secure his power, must almost have been enough for this execrable Marquis.</p>
<p class="indent1"> the climate is delightful — &amp; the air so clear that when the moon is young I can often <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">tho dim</span> {<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">distant</span>} distinguish the whole circle. O<a href="#24"> [24]</a><a name="back24"> </a> you &amp; <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#Cottlefamily" title="Robert">Robert</a> may look for this some fine night but I do not remember ever to have observed it in
England, nor do I believe the atmosphere is every clear enough there. the stars appear more brilliant here — but I often look up at the
Pleiades as I return home — &amp; remember how much happier I was when I saw them at Bristol. fare you well — remember me to all your
family kindly &amp; let me know that my friends remember me as well as my enemies.</p>
<p class="pnonident">[MS missing]</p>
<p class="indent8">Robert Southey.</p>
<p class="pnonident">I have seen the B. Critic. stupid hounds not to prefer the Monody!<a href="#25"> [25]</a><a name="back25"> </a>
however our friends there behave very well.<a href="#26"> [26]</a><a name="back26"> </a>
</p>
</div>
<hr size="1" noshade>
<div class="notes">
<div class="noteHeading"><h3>Notes</h3></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote2"><a name="*">* </a>Address: M<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup> Cottle/ High Street/ Bristol<br xmlns=""> Postmark: [partial]
DM/ 16/ 96<br xmlns="">Endorsements: Southey/ Feb<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">y</sup> 1796; <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">34</span>
<u xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">6</u>’ ‘Feb<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">y</sup> 1796; (<span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">62</span>)<br xmlns="">MS: Tipped into a copy of
<span class="titlem">Letters and Journals of Lord Byron: with Notices of His Life, by Thomas Moore. Illustrated with Views,
Portraits, etc.</span>, 4 vols (London, 1830), IV, between pp. 372–373; Huntington Library, RB 90327. ALS; 4p.<br xmlns="">Previously
published: Joseph Cottle, <span class="titlem">Early Recollections of the Late Samuel Taylor Coleridge</span>, 2 vols (London, 1837),
II, pp. 6–14 [in part, and dated 1 February 1796]; and Joseph Cottle, <span class="titlem">Reminscences of Samuel Taylor Coleridge and
Robert Southey</span> (London, 1847), pp. 193–199 [in part].<br xmlns="">Dating note: The letter was probably written over a long period
of time and was sent in March 1796. <a href="#back*">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="1">[1] </a>Possibly the actor Robert
Coates (1772–1848; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>). <a href="#back1">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="2">[2] </a>expunge ... wish to: Section deleted,
almost certainly by another hand, probably Cottle’s. <a href="#back2">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="3">[3] </a>Followed by a comment inserted in Cottle’s hand: ‘I shall omit all in the 2<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">d</sup> book
which Coleridge wrote.’ <a href="#back3">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="4">[4] </a>Southey’s brother-in-law, Robert
Lovell, disagreed, having published his <span class="titlem">Bristol, a Satire</span> in 1794. <a href="#back4">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="5">[5] </a>Bristol ... literary: Underlined in another hand, probably Cottle’s. <a href="#back5">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="6">[6] </a>Leopold, Graf von Berchtold (d. 1809). <a href="#back6">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="7">[7] </a>Joseph II (1741–1790; reigned 1765–1790), Holy Roman Emperor. <a href="#back7">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="8">[8] </a>Leopold, Graf von Berchtold, <span class="titlem">An Essay
to Direct and Extend the Inquiries of Patriotic Travellers</span> (1789). <a href="#back8">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="9">[9] </a> Leopold, Graf von Berchtold, <span class="titlem">Ensaio Sobre a Extensão dos Limites da Beneficiencia a Respeito, Assim dos Homens Como dos Mesmos Animaes</span> (1793). <a href="#back9">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="10">[10] </a>Inserted in another hand. <a href="#back10">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="11">[11] </a>The Lisbon earthquake of 1755. <a href="#back11">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="12">[12] </a>An adaptation of James Thomson (1700–1748; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">The Seasons</span> (1726–1730), ‘Summer’, lines 1047–1048. <a href="#back12">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="13">[13] </a>Michael
Geddes (c. 1647–1713; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), chaplain of the English factory in Lisbon, 1678–1688. <a href="#back13">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="14">[14] </a>A paraphrase of Michael Geddes, <span class="titlem">Miscellaneous
Tracts</span>, 3rd edn, 3 vols (London, 1730), I, pp. 406–407. <a href="#back14">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="15">[15] </a>
<span class="titlem">Daniel</span> 6: 8. <a href="#back15">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="16">[16] </a>Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s <span class="titlem">The
Watchman</span> (1796), <span class="titlem">Conciones ad Populum</span> (1795), <span class="titlem">A Moral and Political
Lecture</span> (1795), and <span class="titlem">Poems on Various Subjects</span> (1796). <a href="#back16">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="17">[17] </a>A review of Joseph Fawcett (<em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">c</em>. 1758–1804;
<span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">The Art of War</span> (1795) in the <span class="titlem">Monthly Review</span>,
n.s. 18 (November 1795), 258–262. <a href="#back17">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="18">[18] </a>The American poet, radical
and diplomat, Joel Barlow (1754–1812; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), whose <span class="titlem">Advice to the Privileged Orders</span>
(1792–1795) was reviewed in the <span class="titlem">Monthly Review</span>, n.s. 18 (November 1795), 300–308, and <span class="titlem">A
letter Addressed to the People of Piedmont</span> (1795) in the <span class="titlem">Monthly Review</span>, n.s. 18 (December
1795), 446–451. <a href="#back18">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="19">[19] </a>Insertion of ‘man’ after
‘English’ in another hand (probably Cottle’s). <a href="#back19">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="20">[20] </a>Luis Vaz de
Camões (c. 1524–1580), author of <span class="titlem">The Lusiad</span> (1572). <a href="#back20">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="21">[21] </a>Antonio Jose da Silva (1705–1739), Portuguese
poet and dramatist, who came from a family of Jewish converts to Catholicism. He was executed after being accused of secretly
practising Judaism. <a href="#back21">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="22">[22] </a>Sebastiao José de Carvalho E Melo, Marquis of Pombal
(1699–1782), chief minister (and effective ruler) of Portugal under King José I (1714–1777; reigned 1750–1777). <a href="#back22">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="23">[23] </a>José I
was succeeded by his daughter Maria I (1734–1816), who was declared insane in 1792. <a href="#back23">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="24">[24] </a>O: Southey has drawn a moon with one quarter (left side) shaded in. <a href="#back24">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="25">[25] </a>The review of Joseph
Cottle’s <span class="titlem">Poems</span> (1795) in the <span class="titlem">British Critic</span>, 6 (November 1795), 539–540. <a href="#back25">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="26">[26] </a>I have seen ... well: Postscript written upside
down at top of fol. 1 r. <a href="#back26">BACK</a></p></div>
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<p class="pnonident">[MS missing] carries <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">the marks of</em> [MS missing] signalizing my gay pantaloons &amp; [MS missing] one tooth brush —
one comb — a pound of [MS missing] pair of shoes; <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#MaberGeorgeMartin" title="Maber">Maber</a> has as much rea[MS
missing] Miss lived well upon the road. tost about [MS missing] air water &amp; earth — &amp; enduring what I have f[MS missing] I am
in high health. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#HillHerbertUncle" title="my Uncle">my Uncle</a> &amp; I never moles[MS missing] principles — I used
to work <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#MaberGeorgeMartin" title="Maber">Maber</a> sometimes — but he[MS missing] I am so intimate with or with
whom I wish intimacy. [MS missing] visiting &amp; as little society as you can wish — &amp; a Bristol Alder[large section, about 2/3rds
of a page of MS missing]l ill gain — every thing was [MS missing]mily to Lisbon. the old fellow recovered [MS missing] very in
readiness — fell ill again &amp; died. [MS missing]ave ever since {been} uniformly languid, &amp; tho the [MS missing]ngland
&amp; troops to Spain, they never believed themselves [MS missing]ill the French took their ships at the mouth of the [MS missing] of
the two courts at Badajos is supposed to have been [MS missing] surmized that Spain meant to draw Portugal into an alliance [MS
missing]try however parted upon bad terms. a war with Spain is not [large section, about 2/3rds of a page, of MS missing] lovely hills
&amp; plains of Cornwall.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I might have been provoked to one great execration by what I hear from Bristol, if I had not <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">hex</span> brought up all my bile upon the voyage &amp; remained pigeon-livered ever since. a sea voyage is the best way in the
world to learn Xtian meekness. the gall comes out by mouthfuls &amp; you have not bitterness enough left to be angry with a rascal</p>
<p class="indent1"> Remember me to Heath<a href="#1"> [1]</a><a name="back1"> </a> — &amp; Harwood<a href="#2"> [2]</a><a name="back2"> </a> &amp; if you {see} <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#JenningsJames" title="Jennings">Jennings</a> tell him I shall write by the next packet which will be on the road before you can
receive this. I utter Spanish to Mambrino<a href="#3"> [3]</a><a name="back3"> </a> — &amp; talk French with an Abbe —
&amp; with the Court Improvisatore who treats me on Sunday with poetry &amp; parmesan. [large section, about 2/3rds of a page, of MS
missing] getting some to day — &amp; Malmsey such as makes a man envy Clarence.<a href="#4"> [4]</a><a name="back4"> </a>
</p>
<p class="indent1"> I enjoy one comfort here — <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#HillHerbertUncle" title="my Uncle">my Uncle</a> has erected a temple to
Cloacina<a href="#5"> [5]</a><a name="back5"> </a> a goddess whose mysteries the
Portuguese celebrate in the open air — to the great scandal of all who have been accustomed to more decent rites. the Spaniards have as
little sense of her religion, &amp; I observed only the ruins of one temple at Corūna, during my journey thro Spain — this from its
antiquity might have been Roman — but I rather conceive it to have been the hasty work of some Englishman addicted to his national
rites — When the golden shower descends <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">upon</span> {near} a man the fright would make him faint — did
not the stink preserve him.</p>
<p class="indent2"> farewell. love to <a class="link_ref" type="s" href="../../people.html#FrickerMary" title="Mrs L.">Mrs L.</a>
</p>
<p class="indent4"> Robert Southey.</p>
<p class="pnonident">
Friday Feb<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">y</sup>. 19. 1796.
</p>
<p class="indent1"> the packet sails Sunday.</p>
</div>
<hr size="1" noshade>
<div class="notes">
<div class="noteHeading"><h3>Notes</h3></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote2"><a name="*">* </a>MS: Bodleian Library, MS Eng. Lett. c. 22. ALS; 4p.<br xmlns="">Previously published: Charles Cuthbert
Southey (ed.), <span class="titlem">Life and Correspondence of Robert Southey</span>, 6 vols (London, 1849–1850), I, pp. 262–267 [in
part, but in a fuller version than survives in MS (see Appendix 1)]. <a href="#back*">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="1">[1] </a>In 1794, Heath (first name and dates unknown) was an
apothecary in Bristol and a prospective member of Pantisocracy. He was possibly the brother of Charles Heath (1761–1831; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), topographer and twice mayor of Monmouth. <a href="#back1">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="2">[2] </a>Unidentified; an acquaintance of Southey’s from the Bath-Bristol area. <a href="#back2">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="3">[3] </a>Manuel Mambrino (dates unknown), a Spanish servant
from Oviedo who accompanied Southey on some of his travels in Spain and Portugal in 1795–1796. Mambrino later went to work for
Herbert Hill in Lisbon. Southey was somewhat perturbed by Mambrino’s accounts of cat-eating; see <span class="titlem">Letters Written
During a Short Residence in Spain and Portugal</span> (London, 1797), pp. 100–101. <a href="#back3">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="4">[4] </a>George, Duke of
Clarence (1449–1478; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), was allegedly executed by being drowned in a vat of Malmsey (a type of
wine). <a href="#back4">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="5">[5] </a>In Roman mythology, goddess of the sewers. <a href="#back5">BACK</a></p></div>
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<h3>144. Robert Southey to <a class="link_ref" type="a" href="../../people.html#CottleJoseph" title="Joseph Cottle">Joseph Cottle</a> [fragment], [possibly begun before 15 December 1795]
<a href="#*">⁠*</a><a name="back*"> </a>
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<p align="right">
Corunna,
Dec. 15th, 1795.
</p>
<p class="indent1"> Indeed my dear friend, it is strange that you are reading a letter from me at this time, and not an account of our Shipwreck. We left Falmouth on Tuesday mid-day; the wind was fair till the next night, so fair that we were within twelve hours’ sail of Corunna; it then turned round, blew a tempest, and continued so till the middle of Saturday. Our dead lights were up fifty hours, and I was in momentary expectation of death. You know what a situation this is. I forgot my sickness, and though I thought much of the next world, thought more of those at Bristol, who would daily expect letters; daily be disappointed, and at last learn from the newspapers, that the Lauzarotte had never been heard of.</p>
<p class="indent1"> Of all things it is most difficult to understand the optimism of this difference of language; the very beasts of the country do not understand English. Say ‘poor fellow’ to a dog, and he will probably bite you; the cat will come if you call her ‘Meeth-tha,’ but ‘puss’ is an outlandish phrase she has not been accustomed to; last night I went to supper to the fleas, and an excellent supper they made; and the cats serenaded me with their execrable Spanish: to lie all night in <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">Bowling-Green Lane,</em>
<a href="#1"> [1]</a><a name="back1"> </a> would be to enjoy the luxury of soft and smooth lying.</p>
<p class="indent1"> At sight of land a general shaving took place; no subject could be better for Bunbury,<a href="#2"> [2]</a><a name="back2"> </a> than a Packet cabin taken at such a moment. For me, I am as yet whiskered, for I would not venture to shave on board, and have had no razor on shore till this evening. Custom-house officers are more troublesome here than in England, I have however got every thing at last; you may form some idea of the weather we endured; thirty fowls over our head were drowned; the ducks got loose, and ran with a party of half naked Dutchmen into our cabin; ’twas a precious place, eight men lying on a shelf much like a coffin. Mr. Wahrendoff,<a href="#3"> [3]</a><a name="back3"> </a> a Swede, was the whole time with the bason close under his nose.</p>
<p class="indent1"> The bookseller’s shop was a great comfort; <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#JardineAlexander" title="the Consul">the Consul</a> here has paid me particular attentions, and I am to pass to-morrow morning with him, when he will give me some directions concerning Spanish literature. He knows the chief literary men in England, and <em xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">did</em> know Brissot<a href="#4"> [4]</a><a name="back4"> </a> and Petion.<a href="#5"> [5]</a><a name="back5"> </a> Of the dramatic poet whom Coates’s<a href="#6"> [6]</a><a name="back6"> </a> friend Zimbernatt<a href="#7"> [7]</a><a name="back7"> </a> mentioned as rivalling Shakespeare, I hear nothing; that young Spaniard seems to exaggerate or rather to represent things like a warm hearted young man, who believes what he wishes. The father-in-law of Tallien<a href="#8"> [8]</a><a name="back8"> </a> is a banker, what you call a clever fellow; another word (says the most sensible man here) for a cheat; the court and the clergy mutually support each other, and their combined despotism is indeed dreadful, yet much is doing; Jardine is very active; he has forwarded the establishment of schools in the Asturias with his Spanish friends. Good night, they are going to supper. Oh, their foul oils and wines!</p>
<p class="indent1"> Tuesday morning. I have heard of hearts as hard as rocks, and stones, and adamants, but if ever I write upon a hard heart, my simile shall be as inflexible, as a bed in a Spanish Posada; we had beef steaks for supper last night, and a sad libel upon beef steaks they were. I wish you could see our room; a bed in an open recess, one just moved from the other corner. Raynsford<a href="#9"> [9]</a><a name="back9"> </a> packing his trunk; <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#MaberGeorgeMartin" title="Maber">Maber</a> shaving himself; tables and chairs; looking glass hung even too high for a Patagonian, the four evangelists, &amp;c. &amp;c. the floor beyond all filth, most filthy.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I have been detained two hours since I began to write, at the custom house. Mr. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CottleJoseph" title="Cottle">Cottle</a>, if there be a custom house to pass through, to the infernal regions, all beyond must be, comparatively, tolerable. * * * * * * *</p>
<p class="indent2"> Adieu,</p>
<p class="indent4"> Robert Southey. </p>
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<div class="noteHeading"><h3>Notes</h3></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote2"><a name="*">* </a>MS: MS untraced; text is taken from Joseph Cottle, <span class="titlem">Early Recollections of the late Samuel Taylor Coleridge</span>.<br xmlns="">Previously published: Joseph Cottle, <span class="titlem">Early Recollections of the late Samuel Taylor Coleridge</span>, 2 vols (London, 1837), II, pp. 3–6 [in part]. Republished, Joseph Cottle, <span class="titlem">Reminiscences of Samuel Taylor Coleridge and Robert Southey</span> (London, 1847), pp. 191–93 [in part].<br xmlns="">Dating note: The dating of this letter is based on Joseph Cottle’s, however it is possible that it was begun at a slightly earlier time and continued on Tuesday 15 December. <a href="#back*">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="1">[1] </a>Cottle adds a footnote indicating that this was a name given by Southey to a wet, rocky path they had travelled along during an ill-fated expedition to Tintern Abbey in 1795. See <span class="titlem">Early Recollections</span>, 2 vols (London, 1837), I, p. 46. <a href="#back1">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="2">[2] </a>William Henry Bunbury (1750–1811; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), artist and caricaturist. Southey had been at school with his son Charles John Bunbury (1772–1798). <a href="#back2">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="3">[3] </a>Unidentified. <a href="#back3">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="4">[4] </a>Jacques Pierre Brissot (1754–1793), a leading Girondist, who was executed in October 1793. <a href="#back4">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="5">[5] </a>Jérôme Pétion de Villeneuve (1756–1794), writer, politician and Girondist, who committed suicide in 1794. <a href="#back5">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="6">[6] </a>Possibly a reference to the actor Robert Coates (1772–1848; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>). <a href="#back6">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="7">[7] </a>Possibly a mistranscription by Joseph Cottle of ‘Gimbernatt’. If so, it probably refers either to the Spanish geologist Carlos de Gimbernat (1768–1834), or (though less likely) to his father, the physician Antonio de Gimbernat (1734–1816). <a href="#back7">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="8">[8] </a>Francisco Cabarrús, Conde de Cabarrús (1752–1810), a banker. His daughter was married to the French politician Jean-Lambert Tallien (1767–1820), a Jacobin who had been instrumental in overthrowing Robespierre in 1794 and was prominent in the Convention (1794–1795). <a href="#back8">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="9">[9] </a>Mr Raynsford (first name and dates unknown), a companion of Southey’s during some of his time in Spain and Portugal in 1795–1796. <a href="#back9">BACK</a></p></div>
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<h3>135. Robert Southey to <a class="link_ref" type="a" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor Charles Bedford">Grosvenor Charles Bedford</a>, [c. 1 October 1795]
<a href="#*">⁠*</a><a name="back*"> </a>
</h3>
<p class="indent1"> A good phrase of Sir P Sidneys for looking foolish. he lookd like an Ape that had newly taken a purgation.<a href="#1"> [1]</a><a name="back1"> </a>
</p>
<p class="indent1">
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> why is the house in which I sleep at Bristol like your one
horse chair? after you have spent half an hour in vainly guessing look in the left hand corner of the bottom of the third page of this
sheet for an explanation</p>
<p class="indent1"> has <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHenry" title="Harry">Harry</a> written me those notes yet? any drawing would be
useless. the sooner I have them now the better as the eighth book will be printed this week &amp; for that they are wanted.</p>
<p class="indent1"> where is <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#WynnCharlesWW" title="Wynn">Wynn</a> now?</p>
<p class="indent1"> And this is all I have to say. Time will fill the sheet — if I can spare time.</p>
<p align="center">————</p>
<p class="indent1">
Tuesday morning.
</p>
<p class="indent1"> I have received a very handsome letter from <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#ProbyJohnCarysfort" title="Ld Carysfort">Ld Carysfort</a>
including some criticisms on the Retrospect.<a href="#2"> [2]</a><a name="back2"> </a> the most unpleasant part of the story is — that I must thank him for it. I am a bad hand at a set letter.</p>
<p class="indent1"> Would I were settled. I wish much to see you for you have much to tell me. not a word in your last letter of ———
perhaps I may be <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">xxxx</span> in London very soon. If <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#HillHerbertUncle" title="my Uncles">my
Uncles</a> answer be as I wish — you &amp; I shall spend many a winters evening together <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a>. if not — here I remain for where the carcass is there will the Eagles
be gathered together.<a href="#3"> [3]</a><a name="back3"> </a> a very
pretty quotation to express my dwelling where my <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#FrickerEdith" title="Edith">Edith</a> is.</p>
<p class="indent1"> my poems go not to the press till January. so much the better. in the mean time consider whether you will be Damon or
Strephon or Alexis or Colin or Sylvio or Corydon — in your birth day ode your name is often introduced &amp; you shall dub yourself
what you please for the vacancy. that I forgot you this year — forgive me — my excuse must be much business in almost rewriting Joan —
a mind sufficiently agitated — &amp; of late more so by suspense. <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#ColeridgeSamuelTaylor" title="Coleridge">Coleridge</a> too has behaved wickedly towards me — of this I will tell you the particulars when we meet. altogether my <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">xxxx</span> mind has been upon the continual stretch.</p>
<p class="indent1">
<a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> I am made of excellent stuff. my heart is as warm as ever —
&amp; my head a little cooler. my spirits are unbroken — the prospect fair before me. — <span xmlns="" style="text-decoration: line-through;">xxx</span> how happy I
shall be if I can live within a mile of <a class="link_ref" href="../../places.html#Brixton" title="Brixton">Brixton</a>! <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordGrosvenorCharles" title="Grosvenor">Grosvenor</a> you knew my college breakfast cups. then for Utopianizing over our
breakfast! </p>
<p class="indent1"> When does your Quaker<a href="#4"> [4]</a><a name="back4"> </a> come? let me know his direction —
&amp; apprize him of my intended call. draw upon me for all offices of civility &amp; friendship.</p>
<p class="indent1"> With <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#CarlisleAnthony" title="Carlisle">Carlisle</a> I must be better acquainted.</p>
<p class="indent1"> I will translate those lines for you, you Turk! they are not easy. if you have any ideas for a battle or a coronation
send them me.</p>
<p class="indent1"> JOAN of ARC will be out in seven weeks from this present writing. you will not know your old acquaintance — so totally
is she altered.<a href="#5"> [5]</a><a name="back5"> </a>
</p>
<p class="indent1"> Of Citoyenne Rolands appeal<a href="#6"> [6]</a><a name="back6"> </a> I have read the first {par} only. at present the politics of France puzzle me — there is little ability at
the head of affairs — Louvet<a href="#7"> [7]</a><a name="back7"> </a> may mean well — but the decree
of 5<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">th</sup> Fructidor<a href="#8"> [8]</a><a name="back8"> </a> is an oppressive one.
Lanjuinais<a href="#9"> [9]</a><a name="back9"> </a> is almost the only man of whom I entertain a tolerable opinion. of all possible villains
what think you of Barrere?<a href="#10"> [10]</a><a name="back10"> </a> have you read Helen Williams’
letters<a href="#11"> [11]</a><a name="back11"> </a> &amp; Louvet account of his
escape?<a href="#12"> [12]</a><a name="back12"> </a>
</p>
<p class="indent1"> remember me to all your friends. tell <a class="link_ref" type="m" href="../../people.html#BedfordHoraceWalpole" title="Horace">Horace</a> I am in the
land of the living — &amp; that if he would by letter give me the same information I would win an hour to write to him.</p>
<p class="indent3"> God bless you.</p>
<p class="indent4"> Robert Southey.</p>
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<div class="noteHeading"><h3>Notes</h3></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote2"><a name="*">* </a>Address: G C Bedford Esq<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup>/ New Palace Yard/ Westminster./
Single<br xmlns="">Stamped: BATH<br xmlns="">Postmarks: COC/ 1/ 95<br xmlns="">Watermarks: COLES/ 1794<br xmlns="">Endorsement: Rec<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">d</sup>. Oct<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">r</sup>. 1<sup xmlns="" xmlns:html="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">st</sup>/ 1795<br xmlns="">MS: Bodleian Library, MS Eng. Lett. c. 22 [address leaf]; Bodleian Library,
Eng. Lett. c. 27 [main text of letter]. ALS; 3p. (c. 22 1p; c. 27 2p).<br xmlns="">Previously published: Kenneth Curry (ed.), <span class="titlem">New Letters of Robert
Southey</span>, 2 vols (London and New York, 1965), I, pp. 100–102 [where it is dated [October 1795]]. <a href="#back*">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="1">[1] </a>Sir Philip Sidney (1554–86; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">The Countess of Pembroke’s
Arcadia</span> (1590), Book 2, chapter 13. <a href="#back1">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="2">[2] </a>Southey’s ‘The Retrospect’ had been published in
his and Robert Lovell’s <span class="titlem">Poems</span> (1795). A copy of Carysfort’s critique is in the National Library of Wales,
MS 4819E. <a href="#back2">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="3">[3] </a>A paraphrase of <span class="titlem">Matthew</span> 24: 28. <a href="#back3">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="4">[4] </a>Unidentified. <a href="#back4">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="5">[5] </a>Southey had written a first draft of <span class="titlem">Joan of Arc</span> whilst
staying with the Bedfords in 1793 and substantially revised the poem since then. <a href="#back5">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="6">[6] </a>Jeanne Marie Roland de la Platiere (1754–1793),
<span class="titlem">Appel a L’Impartiale Postérité</span> (1795). An English translation was published by Joseph Johnson in the
same year. <a href="#back6">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="7">[7] </a> Jean-Baptiste Louvet de Courvrai (1760–1797), novelist, playwright
and politician, he was a former Girondist and prominent figure in the Convention (1794–1795). <a href="#back7">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="8">[8] </a>The decree of 5th Fructidor (22 August 1795) ruled that in
the forthcoming French elections, two-thirds of the existing Convention would be re-elected. <a href="#back8">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="9">[9] </a>Jean Denis, Comte de Lanjuinais (1753–1827), a lawyer and architect of the French
Constitution of Year III (1795). <a href="#back9">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="10">[10] </a>Bertrand Barère de Vieuzac (1755–1841), a Jacobin and member of the
Committee of Public Safety (1793–1794), was a key figure in the downfall of Robespierre. <a href="#back10">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="11">[11] </a>Helen Maria Williams (1761–1827; <span class="titlem">DNB</span>), <span class="titlem">Letters from France</span>, was published in eight parts between 1791–1796. Robert Lovell had borrowed the fourth volume of
<span class="titlem">Letters</span> from the Bristol Library Society between 13–15 August 1794. <a href="#back11">BACK</a></p></div>
<div class="note"><p class="letnote"><a name="12">[12] </a>
<span class="titlem">Quelques Notices Pour L’Histoire et le Récit de mes Perils Depuis le 31 Mai 1793</span> (1795) detailed Louvet’s
time in hiding during the Terror, 1793–1794. <a href="#back12">BACK</a></p></div>
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